There are already more than three bottles that I drink in your name
Or: I've already drunk more than 3 bottles in your name
I finished the cigarettes that mom hides from me
I already know that it's early morning
That it’s not time to call
It's not (the right) time to call
But listen to what I have to tell you
Oh, that I'm not satisfied
It's breaking me to embrace the memories
I've become friends with rum and spite