When I get blue, I get dark blue When I have one, I always have a few When I get gone, I get real gone When I get it wrong, I get it real wrong
I'm out tonight And I'm feelin' like I should call you up Maybe take a shot that you're wide awake at a quarter to 3 Maybe lookin' through your camera roll The tequila's startin' to take a toll I was hopin', baby, maybe you'd be
As messed up as me and all alone And all of your friends have all gone home And you hatе that the truth is nobody leaves your hеad and your heart And your bed and your sheets as messed up as me As messed up as me
When you get mad, you stay that way And you always say you're doin' okay But we both know it's probably a lie And you're fallin' to pieces on the inside
And you're out tonight like you always are You're dressed to kill and your lips are red And misery still loves company
Are you as messed up as me and all alone? And all of your friends have all gone home And you hate that the truth is nobody leaves your head and your heart And your bed and your sheets as messed up as
Me and you (Me and you) When we used to (We used to) Paint this town, burn it down and go 'round for round for 'round
Oh, what are you doin' right now? I'm out tonight And I'm feelin' like I should call you up Maybe take a shot that you're wide awake at a quarter to 3
As messed up as me and all alone And all of your friends have all gone home And you hate that the truth is nobody leaves your head and your heart And your bed and your sheets as messed up as me As messed up as me, oh
You know it's true, baby Yeah, you know it's true, baby Mm, oh yeah
Compositores: Jessie Jo Dillon, Shane McAnally, Rodney Clawson & Michael Lotten