Three sheets on whiskey and quarter jukebox spins
Spendin all my money in this dive I been livin in
Eight balls, last call before we turn on the lights
Another round, or are you doing alright?
No I ain't doin' alright
I'm going crazy
Wanna throw this glass through the wall
I can't help thinkin'
Who she's with, is it all my fault?
I'm a wreck and a mess got nothing left to lose
But I lie and say "I'm fine"
How bout you?
Six weeks since we gave in and called it off
Yeah, moving on shouldn't take this long
I know, I said
We would still be friends
But to the hell with it
What I really meant is...
I'm going crazy
Wanna throw this glass through the wall
I can't help thinkin'
Who she's with, is it all my fault?
I'm a wreck and a mess got nothing left to lose
But I lie and say "I'm fine"
How bout you?
How bout you?
Your face, my phone
Somewhere bout 3 AM
Askin', "How I been?"
I'm going crazy
Wanna throw this glass through the wall
I can't help thinkin'
Who she's with, is it all my fault?
I'm a wreck and a mess got nothing left to lose
But I lie and say "I'm fine"
How bout you?
Yeah, I just lie and say "I'm fine"
How bout you?
How bout you?