I'm an All-Night, All-Day Drinker

I'm good at killing brain cells,
I'm always boozing in the bar,
Don't leave until I hear the bells,
Ringing from afar,

See, when I was a little lad,
And I was handsome, somewhat,
I did something very bad,
So I'd drink until I forgot,

But I never really could,
It was always in my mind,
Drinking helped numb it good,
But is was guilt that I would find,

In the bottom of that glass,
Where my dignity would lay,
Delving into the past,
Away from my present decay,

That's why I'm good at killing brain cells,
I'm always boozing in the bar,
Don't leave until I hear the bells,
Ringing from afar,

So you can judge me if you feel,
But I judge myself much worse,
And you may laugh but it's real,
I created my own curse.