One, two, three, four
When I think about you, I think about drinkin'
I think about goin' right off of the deep end
Just fast as I can, with a bottle in hand
How much can you break a man? 'Cause, girl, I don't think you understand
That there's places where the smoke don't go and I get stoned
There's places where your heartache flows and the whiskey won't
Have done everything I can, to tell you the truth
I'm still hung up and hung over you
She won't let me stay sober, believe me, I've tried
Lost track of the lonely nights I've sat alone and cried
But these tears run dry, and I need my fill
But you ain't there to hold me up, so this barstool will
But there's places where the smoke don't go and I get stoned
There's places where your heartache flows and the whiskey won't
And I've done everything I can, to tell you the truth
I'm still hung up and hung over you
There's places where the smoke don't go and I get stoned
There's places where your heartache flows and the whiskey won't
And I've done everything I can, to tell you the truth
I'm still hung up and hung over you
I'm still hung up and hung over you
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