Been stumbling home all by myself at night Telling the street lights that I'm doing fine Those empty bottles laying by my bed Tell me I'm getting pretty good at this Lately, whisky's going down faster than it used to do So, give me one more round and one for the road Someone cut me off I'm over-drinking over you (oh) I'm over-drinking over you (oh) I'm over-drinking over you I've been thinking 'bout the last thing she said Spins like a carousel inside my head That hangover, it only makes it worse Tells me that I'm not really over her Lately, whisky's going down faster than it used to do So, give me one more round and one for the road Someone cut me off I'm over-drinking over you (oh) I'm over-drinking over you (oh) Over-thinking over you Over-singing over you I'm over-drinking over you I wish I wasn't but it's true But since you cut me off Lately, whisky's going down faster than it used to do So give me one more round and one for the road Someone cut me off I'm over-drinking over you Lately, whisky's going down faster than it used to do So give me one more round and one for the road Someone cut me off I'm over-drinking over you I'm over-drinking over you I'm over-drinking over you I'm over-drinking over you I'm over-drinking over you