Lies I Tell Myself

Just an hour and 20 minutes

Til I drink my last drop of whiskey

Thought I couldn\'t but I did it

Finally drowned out her memory

Gonna throw this lighter out

After one last pack of reds

And tonight when the neon shuts down

I ain\'t coming back again cause

She\'s gonna get tired of California

She\'s gonna miss these country roads

Probably bai way through Arizona

Bout to blow up my phone

She can\'t wait to say she\'s sorry

And life without me so living bell

She\'ll be back for good tomorrow

Just some of the lies i tell myself

The bartender don\'t believe me

Seen me in here too many times

On the same stool drinking the same drink

Telling him the same old lines like

She\'s gonna get tired of California

She\'s gonna miss these country roads

Probably bai way through Arizona

Bout to blow up my phone

She can\'t wait to say she\'s sorry

And life without me so living bell

She\'ll be back for good tomorrow

Just some of the lies i tell myself

I don\'t know what the hell im doing

I don\'t know who the hell im fooling

Only thing that gets me through is

She\'s gonna get tired of California

She\'s gonna miss these country roads

Probably bai way through Arizona

Bout to blow up my phone

She can\'t wait to say she\'s sorry

And life without me so living bell

She\'ll be back for good tomorrow

Just some of the lies i tell myself