Broke (feat. Joel Crouse)

Midnight, empty screen Searching for my motel key Back to the bar, one more drink And I'm just wondering Are you home? 'Cause you won't pick up the phone, OH Sixteen Nicotine Still alive at 23 We get old We get scared No one wants to sleep alone, uh Yeah, are you sleeping alone? (alone, alone, alone?) The sun is about to come up You're not answering Still not answering So I guess that this is good Bye, bye money Bye, bye honey So I guess this is fucking good Bye, bye money Honey I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke Oh my God, 2 p.m. Waking up with shame again No missed calls from you at all I'm 70% alcohol Oh, I need a hair of the dog So I guess that this is good Bye, bye money Bye, bye honey So I guess this is fucking good Bye, bye money Honey Oh, and I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and heartbroken I'm broke and I'm broke So I guess that this is good Bye, bye honey Bye, bye money Yeah, I guess this is fucking good Bye, bye money Honey Bye, bye money Honey So I guess that this is good Bye, bye money Bye, bye honey So I guess this is fucking good Bye, bye money Honey