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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big B
Big B
Vocals
Jim Perkins
Jim Perkins
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Big B
Big B
Composer
Bryan Mahoney
Bryan Mahoney
Songwriter
James Perkins
James Perkins
Songwriter
Craig Nepp
Craig Nepp
Songwriter

Lyrics

I know you don't want to hear I'm sorry But I hope you know I am And I don't know why I do what I do Or put you through what I put you through But I fucked up again Oh I don't know what I was thinking I shouldn't of went out all night drinking I know I said that I would be home early Had you up late sick and worried 5 AM, now here I am Stumbling and bumbling through the door Just last week I told you it wasn't gonna happen any more My plan was just to have a few with the boys at the bar But one turned into two, two turned into three Now the rest is history, cause the three turned into many many many more I know you don't want to hear I'm sorry But I hope you know I am And I don't know why I do what I do Or put you through what I put you through But I fucked up again Damn, here I am Smelling like perfume, lipstick on my shirt I Tried to wash it off but it just don't work Now I'm coming home looking like a jerk Phone numbers in my pocket I can't find my phone Where the fuck is my wallet Big hickey on my neck and I don't know where I got it I don't remember things, So technically I'm not lying When I say I haven't been cheating I just want to sleep it off And hope it was a bad dream I never set out to break your heart and be mean I know you don't want to hear I'm sorry But I hope you know I am And I don't know why I do what I do Or put you through what I put you through But I fucked up again C'mon we can work it out I know people tell you things, but they don't know what they talking about It don't matter where I go, it don't matter where I been Cause when I come home I'm coming home to you and not them I'm not perfect and I don't try to be And sometimes I don't see what you see in me There's a reason that we're still together Cause even though you could probably do better They say love is a sickness And you say it's getting ridiculous and your getting sick of this I'm sorry come here give me a kiss I know you don't want to hear I'm sorry But I hope you know I am And I don't know why I do what I do Or put you through what I put you through But I fucked up again
Writer(s): Bryan Mahoney, James Perkins, Craig Nepp Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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