Letra

I can barely hear your voice Through all that neon noise you sound like your downtown Last time you were last call drinking Girl you had me thinking the things I shouldn't think about Like you waking up in my T-shirt Like this time it'll work Like in the end one of us won't end up hurt You miss me when you're drunk but I miss you all the time Guess it's not as hard on your heart as it is on mine It's Friday night so go on home Saturday just think it over Talk to God and your momma on Sunday And if you still miss me, then call me Monday If you called when you were sober I'd drop my plans and say "come over" I'd give anything to talk this out But you'll be gone before I wake up, pouring salt right on this break up Yeah I love you but I hate it how You miss me when you're drunk but I miss you all the time Guess it's not as hard on your heart as it is on mine It's Friday night so go on home Saturday just think it over Talk to God and your momma on Sunday And if you still miss me, then call me Monday It's just a couple days Nah it ain't too long to wait So if you still feel the same call me Monday Cause you miss me when you're drunk but I miss you all the time Guess it's not as hard on your heart as it is on mine It's Friday night so go on home Saturday just think it over Talk to God and your momma on Sunday And if you still miss me, then call me Monday
Writer(s): Jason Duke, Chris Bandi, Kyle Clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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