Straight Line

They say nothing's free I shoulda saw it coming Coulda locked it down Never bought the first round Bartender get me one more drink I'll put these back, 'cause my mind's still running Trying to get a piece of it or something, something Leaving alone, take her back to my home Starting it off as the sun's just rising Turn it up, it's her favorite tune Singing the words I'll be seventh and soon Trying to provide for my space inside Even ten feet, I've still given it a ride Look back, only bopping some ash warmers Straight to the bathroom to break open her stash Lying face down with a smile and a frown 'Cause the weather's turn the middle of the summer Inside the bathroom where the snow's still falling down Better run, better run but those drips you cannot hide Feet are tripping, 'cause you know you're not sober But you could still sniff a straight line (Ah) your lips lie, but they look so damn good Taking jello shots, swallowing my (ah) Rest is not sleep, all these ease with all these plots Sunrise I'm stretching and yawning Alone in my thoughts like a cup a coffee Starting to brew all because of you Knowing the fact that you'll still be leaving Other side, where the grass is still greener You smoke it all up, I know, 'cause I seen ya High and dry, tell the same old line Guess the fact is I'll see you when I see you 12 packs and 40's and sacks singing I could wait, but I know you're still smashed Nowhere to be found, walking over this town Sign streets start pointing you out Inside the bathroom where the snow's still falling down Better run, better run but those drips you cannot hide Feet are tripping, 'cause you know you're not sober But you could still sniff a straight line