Leavin' Sense

Here I am, it's 2am Ten shots down, can't see where it ends Once again, I'm Friday high on Tuesday I should've been wheels up I should've hammered down Two hours ago, when I paid my tab I was ready to go when another excuse walked in Oh and everybody's a bar stool preacher They ain't savin' any souls Ain't nobody gettin' richer I guess my mama was right I'm like my daddy sometimes Get to feeling so right Lose all sense of time I don't know when to go I don't know when I've crossed that line Oh that leavin' sense Oh that leavin' sense It' ain't no sense of mine Well I've been chewed up And I've been spit out And it's all my fault, no there ain't no doubt All the flags were red But I was too color blind Oh and I don't want to be no barstool preacher Cause I ain't savin' any souls And I damn sure ain't gettin' any richer I guess my mama was right I'm like my daddy sometimes Get to feeling so right Lose all sense of time I don't know when to go I don't know when I've crossed that line Oh that leavin' sense Woah that leavin' sense It' ain't no sense of mine Oh no it ain't no sense of mine I guess my mama was right I'm like my daddy sometimes Get to feeling so right Lose all sense of time I guess my mama was right I'm like my daddy sometimes Get to feeling so right Lose all sense of time I don't know when to go I don't know when I've crossed that line But oh that leavin' sense Whoa that leavin' sense I said oh that leavin' sense Whoa that leavin' sense It' ain't no sense of mine No it ain't no sense of mine No it ain't no No it ain't no sense of mine