Chicken
He said, "this ain't me, but I gotta eat
And feed my kid, y'know this place ain't cheap
Well you can saint or damn me but I don't care
Don't condemn me, don't commend me now..."
Another round, his guts spill out
Turns out his ships run aground and my head just swims around
"...so pour another, it's 3 AM, oh god this is insane
It's killing me, it's killing me
I know, I know I walked away but it's you I'll always blame
And it's killing me
If my liver swells up and spills out on the floor
I'll nail it to your door..."
Don't be cheap, I've been discreet
And all these victories have been bittersweet
We both made our beds you just pissed the sheets
Don't condemn me, don't condemn me now
"...I took my bow, I know that know, I just can't
Remember how we made these grapes turn so sour..."
So pour another, it's 4 AM, oh my god this is insane
It's killing me, it's killing me
You're the one that ran away and attached yourself to chains
And now it's killing me
If your heart swells up and spills out on the floor
I'd let it go
I'd let it go
Surprise surprise I'm here
A three beer buzz has got the best of you again
You tore down what's left of my faith in you
I guess I'm too old to pretend
Surprise surprise I'm here
A three beer buzz has got the best of you again
You tore down what's left of my faith in you
I guess I'm too old to pretend
And feed my kid, y'know this place ain't cheap
Well you can saint or damn me but I don't care
Don't condemn me, don't commend me now..."
Another round, his guts spill out
Turns out his ships run aground and my head just swims around
"...so pour another, it's 3 AM, oh god this is insane
It's killing me, it's killing me
I know, I know I walked away but it's you I'll always blame
And it's killing me
If my liver swells up and spills out on the floor
I'll nail it to your door..."
Don't be cheap, I've been discreet
And all these victories have been bittersweet
We both made our beds you just pissed the sheets
Don't condemn me, don't condemn me now
"...I took my bow, I know that know, I just can't
Remember how we made these grapes turn so sour..."
So pour another, it's 4 AM, oh my god this is insane
It's killing me, it's killing me
You're the one that ran away and attached yourself to chains
And now it's killing me
If your heart swells up and spills out on the floor
I'd let it go
I'd let it go
Surprise surprise I'm here
A three beer buzz has got the best of you again
You tore down what's left of my faith in you
I guess I'm too old to pretend
Surprise surprise I'm here
A three beer buzz has got the best of you again
You tore down what's left of my faith in you
I guess I'm too old to pretend
Credits
Writer(s): David Hause, Michael Cotterman, Michael Sneeringer
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