I Thought I Once Knew

I thought I had known, I really thought I knew. Just one drink, two, maybe a few. 

Play some games, watch some shows. Inebriated, as I started to glow. 

Just one more, I’ll be fine. I haven’t done this in quite some time. 

The lid was popped off, and so were my clothes. Sooner or later, someone would know. 

I thought I had known, I really thought I knew. Just one drink, but it became too true. 

I screamed and I cried, silently that night. Never will he know that this is not right. 

The floor and the ceiling, I remember so vague. All I recall is feeling like a plague. 

The police, my friends, even my family too. They all had to know, that I had more than a few. 

You see, one drink. Doesn’t make you think. 

Just my shirt, just my pants. This is fine, we’ll just dance. 

But it wasn’t just that, it wasn’t one dance. I took that one drink, I took that one chance. 

I lost what I had, and now it’s all gone. My emotions, my thoughts, are entirely withdrawn. 

I fall to my knees and pray it’s not true. Asking my God to take away this blue. 

I cannot forget what happened that night. But the memories are more than a fright. 

So here I lay as I recall what was done. Thinking how much I wish I had a gun. 

Not for me, not even for you. Just hold it in my hand, wish it wasn’t true. 

I thought I had known, I really thought I knew. But one blink of the eye, and here I lay screwed. 
You never really know until you’re the one. You never really know what has been done. 

But the night that you dance. The night you take a chance. 

Pray to your God, ask for his hand. Pray with all you have, that you will still stand. 

Don’t take that drink, do not take a few. 

Because you may think you know, 

but then you once knew.