Drinking whiskey gingers on Wednesday evening in the clothes I wore to work
I am overthinking, I'm over feeling under something I can't explain
If I was a better man, I probably wouldn't complain so much
If I was more of a man, I'd probably keep this to myself
So fall asleep in our clothes. Oh, it's not the first time, it's not the last. I'll project what I Want because I'm too drunk to be honest with myself
Drinking whiskey neat on a wedding weekend. What better way to feel alone
It's not that I am lonely, but I'm the only one I know this single and old
If I was a better man, I probably wouldn't complain this much
If I was more of a man, I'd probably keep this all to myself
So fall asleep in our clothes. Oh, it's not the first time, it's not the last. I'll project what I Want because I'm too drunk to be honest
Fall asleep in our clothes. Oh, it's not the first time, it's not the last. I'll project what I
Want because
I'm too drunk
I'm too drunk
I'm too drunk
I'm too drunk
I'm too drunk
I'm too drunk
I'm too drunk