Lyrics

Well, girl, I'm still fucked up I'm no good You should turn and leave like I knew you would I tried to change cause you thought I could You believed in me, I never understood Cause I still lie all the time I'll probably get high to clear my mind Mama tried but I wanna fight The stairway to heaven's got a long, long line So, fuck my liver, it gave out Too high to cry, I ain't comin down We're still the talk of the whole damn town So, bartender, pour me another round So, fuck my liver, it gave out Too high to cry, I ain't comin down I'm still the talk of the whole damn town So, bartender, pour me another round (pour me another round) One down, twenty-three to go Guess the room spins quicker when you're all alone But it's nothin new here, you're still gone Take some four yellow lines I'm just tryna get home But my bed ain't the same, girl It's hard to keep moving off of liquor and pain Yeah, I know You're probably cursing my name, girl It's two p.m and i'm drunk and in pain Fuck my liver, it gave out Too high to cry, I ain't comin down We're still the talk of the whole damn town So, bartender, pour me another round So, fuck my liver, it gave out Too high to cry, I ain't comin down We're still the talk of the whole damn town So, bartender, pour me another round (Instrumental) So, fuck my liver, it gave out Too high to cry, I ain't comin down We're still the talk of the whole damn town So, bartender, pour me another round When I'm not with her, I'm no good You should turn and leave like I thought you should Probably can't keep another woman where you stood Cause girl, I still ain't no fucking good (ain't no fucking good)
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Cade Brinkley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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