Feeling Whitney

I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit I can't even leave my bedroom, so I keep pouring And I ain't seen a light of day since that's not important It's been long And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies sip Houston Cars and clothes, thought I was winning You knew I was losing You told me to wake up, oh, my clock it stays on snooze And I'm done To each their own and find peace in knowing Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping Show no emotion against your coding Just act as hard as you can You don't need a friend 'Cause boy, you're the man And I've been looking for someone that I can buy my drugs from It seems like every plug ran east to Utah, became Mormons Drought it came around, feels like I have no one to depend on sober I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do with it I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune And lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance Drank more To each their own and find peace in knowing Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping Show no emotion against your coding Just act as hard as you can You don't need a friend 'Cause boy, you're the man