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When I get blue, I get dark blue
When I have one, I always have a few
When I get gone, I get real gone
When I get it wrong, I get it real wrong
I'm out tonight, and I'm feelin' like I should call you up
Maybe take a shot that you're wide awake at a quarter to three
Made you lookin' through your camera roll
The tequila's startin' to take a toll
I was hopin', baby, maybe you'd be
As messed up as me and all alone
And all of your friends have all gone home
And you hate that the truth
Is nobody leaves your head and your heart, and your bed and your sheets
As messed up as me
As messed up as me
When you get mad, you stay that way
And you always say you're doin' okay
But we both know it's probably a lie
And you're fallin' to pieces on the inside
And you're out tonight like you always are
You're dressed to kill, and your lips are red, and misery still loves company
Are you as messed up as me and all alone?
And all of your friends have all gone home
And you hate that the truth
Is nobody leaves your head and your heart, and your bed and your sheets
As messed up as
Me and you (me and you)
When we used to (we used to)
Paint this town, burn it down and go 'round for 'round for 'round
Hey, what are you doin' right now?
I'm out tonight, and I'm feelin' like I should call you up
Maybe take a shot that you're wide awake at a quarter to three
As messed up as me and all alone
And all of your friends have all gone home
And you hate that the truth
Is nobody leaves your head and your heart, and your bed and your sheets
As messed up as me
As messed up as me
Oh, what are you doin' right now?
Writer(s): Rodney Clawson, Shane Mcanally, Jessie Jo Dillon, Michael Ollin Lotten
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