Whiskey Bent
Sometimes I get high
And get over my head
I'm Whiskey Bent
Sometimes I get lost in my feelings
I'm feelin' myself for a minute
But thinkin' of you is makes me
Backslide
The way you left
Mistakes I made
Things I said
Made you cry
I'm so off my
Got thrown off my
Games you played
Left me on read
Standing in the rain
Put me outside
My dick in my hands
Is this real life?
Reality sinking in
My ego went unchecked
Now that I got pinched
Guess I'm lookin like that guy
Stead of facin' the mirror
I'm facing a pre roll
I guess I'll keep diggin'
Myself out this deep hole
Someone gimme a handle
A tool or a shovel
I'm tired of these hoes
All they bring me is trouble
So make it a double
Ain't talkin' no free throws
Like the Hawks
Ain't no winnin'
I'm warmin' the benches
Shoulda had me a ring
But the courts in her favor
I'm feelin' like D Rose
Only comfort I'm given
Is SoCo in solos
I'm swervin' like George Jones
I had one too many
I hopped in my hemi
And pray I get home
But is it really home?
Now that you're gone?
It ain't really home
Sometimes I get High
And get over my head
I'm Whiskey Bent
Sometimes I'm just
Drownin' my feelings
I feel like I'm sinkin'
Not swimmin'
My whole world might capsize
Since you left
Now I'm sippin' to forget
All of my regrets
Simply wasn't meant
To be on the mend
All those arguments
Wasn't worth a lick
Still you up and left
Me high and dry
Now my only friend
Is Bourbon Rye
I'm Whiskey Bent
Pour me another one
I need to double up
Pour me a double cup
I need a double cup
And get over my head
I'm Whiskey Bent
Sometimes I get lost in my feelings
I'm feelin' myself for a minute
But thinkin' of you is makes me
Backslide
The way you left
Mistakes I made
Things I said
Made you cry
I'm so off my
Got thrown off my
Games you played
Left me on read
Standing in the rain
Put me outside
My dick in my hands
Is this real life?
Reality sinking in
My ego went unchecked
Now that I got pinched
Guess I'm lookin like that guy
Stead of facin' the mirror
I'm facing a pre roll
I guess I'll keep diggin'
Myself out this deep hole
Someone gimme a handle
A tool or a shovel
I'm tired of these hoes
All they bring me is trouble
So make it a double
Ain't talkin' no free throws
Like the Hawks
Ain't no winnin'
I'm warmin' the benches
Shoulda had me a ring
But the courts in her favor
I'm feelin' like D Rose
Only comfort I'm given
Is SoCo in solos
I'm swervin' like George Jones
I had one too many
I hopped in my hemi
And pray I get home
But is it really home?
Now that you're gone?
It ain't really home
Sometimes I get High
And get over my head
I'm Whiskey Bent
Sometimes I'm just
Drownin' my feelings
I feel like I'm sinkin'
Not swimmin'
My whole world might capsize
Since you left
Now I'm sippin' to forget
All of my regrets
Simply wasn't meant
To be on the mend
All those arguments
Wasn't worth a lick
Still you up and left
Me high and dry
Now my only friend
Is Bourbon Rye
I'm Whiskey Bent
Pour me another one
I need to double up
Pour me a double cup
I need a double cup
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Writer(s): John Williams
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