Party Foul
Hazy morning
Pounding headache
Frantic messages and calls
Find my wallet, pants, and dignity
And stumble down the hall
Can't remember where I'm going
I couldn't tell you where I've been
But as I slip into sobriety
I'll pay for all my sins
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the shit I put you through
While it doesn't change a goddamn thing
It's all that I can do
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the better man I'm not
While that's precious little comfort
Guess it's all I've really got
10 AM I'm falling out of bed
A hint of wine still on my breath
An overachiever today I see
I'm still making up excuses
Why you're not answering my calls
I bet you're thinking I need therapy
There's no saving this lost cause
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the shit I put you through
While it doesn't change a goddamn thing
It's all that I can do
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the better man I'm not
While that's precious little comfort
Guess it's all I've really got
Sometimes I wonder why you bother
Just sit back and watch me fall
I spilled my guts and good intentions
Now they're splattered on the wall
Suffice to say I'm far from okay
I'll still tell you that I'm fine
I'd love to tell you I'll get better
You must be so damn sick of lies
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the shit I put you through
While it doesn't change a goddamn thing
It's all that I can do
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the better man I'm not
While that's precious little comfort
Guess it's all I've really got
Pounding headache
Frantic messages and calls
Find my wallet, pants, and dignity
And stumble down the hall
Can't remember where I'm going
I couldn't tell you where I've been
But as I slip into sobriety
I'll pay for all my sins
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the shit I put you through
While it doesn't change a goddamn thing
It's all that I can do
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the better man I'm not
While that's precious little comfort
Guess it's all I've really got
10 AM I'm falling out of bed
A hint of wine still on my breath
An overachiever today I see
I'm still making up excuses
Why you're not answering my calls
I bet you're thinking I need therapy
There's no saving this lost cause
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the shit I put you through
While it doesn't change a goddamn thing
It's all that I can do
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the better man I'm not
While that's precious little comfort
Guess it's all I've really got
Sometimes I wonder why you bother
Just sit back and watch me fall
I spilled my guts and good intentions
Now they're splattered on the wall
Suffice to say I'm far from okay
I'll still tell you that I'm fine
I'd love to tell you I'll get better
You must be so damn sick of lies
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the shit I put you through
While it doesn't change a goddamn thing
It's all that I can do
Sorry I'm so sorry
For the better man I'm not
While that's precious little comfort
Guess it's all I've really got
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Writer(s): Tyler Munson
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