The Last Resort

(альбом: The Last Resort: Greetings From - 2022)

The ACs broke, but I got the ocean breeze
I got nothing, but nothin's all I need
'Cause it's free
Sail away, kind of c'est la vie

I've hit every bar on A1A
Thought the blue would chase my blues away
But I'm on day seventeen
Losing my mind and my memory
So I've been shooting tequila 'cause it's all my fault
Take it or leave it with a grain of salt
And I've been running 'til I ran out of shore
If you need me, I'm at the last resort

In Miami, my Amy left me high and dry
The whole damn thing went South and so did I
So bye-bye
Don't know if these Keys will work, but I'll try

I've hit every bar on A1A
Thought the blue would chase my blues away
But I'm on day twenty-three
Losing my mind and my memory
So I've been shooting tequila 'cause it's all my fault
Take it or leave it with a grain of salt
And I've been running 'til I ran out of shore
If you need me, I'm at the last resort

Note in the bottle, yeah, that's all she wrote
So I've been coasting on down the coast
My buzz is high, my expectations low
And I got nowhere else to go, so

I've hit every bar on A1A
Thought the blue would chase my blues away
But I'm on day one hundred three
Losing my mind and my memory
So I've been shooting tequila 'cause it's all my fault
Take it or leave it with a grain of salt
I've been running 'til I ran out of shore
If you need me, I'm at the last resort

Hey
I'm at the last resort