One, two, three, four Southern comfort imprint in my cup Brokenhearted even though we left it knowin' Nothing we could do would be enough Waste a lot of time tryin' to take things slowly Do I lie to myself When I say that I need you Maybe you got me in the palm of your head Lately, can't decide if this is better unsaid I'm crashing in a one way avenue I ditched your pictures for some darker liquor You were my baby and my babysitter I could run myself in a rinse Or wallow in evidence Or write me a bunch of lines to find an answer but the fact is Self control you know I lack it I want you wrapped around my body like my jacket That's still in your closet hangin' up like our phone calls You avoid it like it's poisonous and your goyard Full of reminders That you grab on accident when you lookin' for your card To buy the guy you're happy with All this that I'd originally asked for I'm in my room while you go fillin' up your passport Southern comfort imprint in my cup Brokenhearted even though we left it knowin' Nothing we could do would be enough Waste a lot of time tryin' to take things slowly Do I lie to myself When I say that I need you Maybe you got me in the palm of your head Lately, can't decide if this is better unsaid I'm crashing in a one-way avenue