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



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey David Mcdermont
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