First stop on a Friday night
Grab a brown bag special
For some peace of mind
I've got some thinking to do
Gotta find the right words
And forget the truth
I'm tired of standing in line
So please don't forget my lime
I need a real tall Dos
Baby, make it a cold one
How am I supposed to clear my head
When I'm intoxicated, gas-lighting
Son of a bitch
Maybe I'll see you on the other side
I don't want you even looking my way
Til I get everything straight
Oh, I'm so tied up
In this mess I've made
And if I'm telling the truth
You'd be better off without me
So next time you go, let me know
And take it easy
Take it easy
Your mom's going around town
Spreading the news all around
'Cuz she knows just what you need
No and it ain't me
No it ain't me
But I'd hate to see you go
So I wrote this all in a letter
And packed you a lunch
So get on the road
I don't want you even looking my way
Til I get everything straight
Oh, I'm so tied up
In this mess I've made
And if I'm telling the truth
You'd be better off without me
So next time you go, let me know
And take it easy
Take it easy
'Cuz I don't want you even looking my way
I don't want you even looking my way
Til I get everything straight
Oh, I'm so tied up
In this mess I've made
And if I'm telling the truth
You'd be better off without me
So next time you go
I don't want you even looking my way
Til I get everything straight
Oh, I'm so tied up
In this mess I've made
And if I'm telling the truth
You'd be better off without me
So next time you go, let me know
And take it easy
Take it easy
Take it easy
Take it easy