So what if I never wanna be sober?
So what if I wanna be numb all the time?
I cant justify why I'd wanna go slower
Taking my time just ain't my style
I walk dead or alive
I waste my time whenever I like
I'm feelin' OK
With my whiskey hangover
So what you cleaned your act up so far
So what if I'm pissing into the wind again?
Have you ever thought that I'm not who you are baby?
cuz even when I lose I know how to win again and again
So sick of you preaching all the time
Just keep your shitty advice inside
Cuz
Refrain
One sip ain't gunna do shit
On the 2nd sip I begin to admit
That the 3rd one down is what makes me feel alright
And number 4 I slam down to the floor
By 5 I'm ready to fight all night
An then 6, 7, 8 to make me break your face sometimes
Cuz
Refrain
With my whiskey hangover |
