Your Drinkin', My Problem

(albüm: 29: Written In Stone - 2021)

4 a.m., stumbled to the bedroom again
'Cause I know where you're going, you won't say where ya been
It was the bloodshot eyes that gave it away
Yeah, it's never my tab but I always pay

Your whiskey, my headache
Your good time, my heartbreak
I'm stone cold sober, waking up hungover
Your party, my last call
Your first shot, my last straw
You're hitting that bottle while I'm hitting rock bottom
I wish you'd quit making your drinking my problem

Must be nice sleeping till 11 o'clock, like a rock
You lie to my face, not an ounce of shame in your walk
Oh, for the sake of my health, let's say that we're done
'Cause I feel like hell every time you get drunk

Your whiskey, my headache
Your good time, my heartbreak
I'm stone cold sober, waking up hungover
Your party, my last call
Your first shot, my last straw
You're hitting that bottle while I'm hitting rock bottom
I wish you'd quit making your drinking my problem

Well, you can count me out for your next round
'Cause your living it up is bringing me down

Your whiskey, my headache
Your good time, my heartbreak
Yeah, I'm stone cold sober, waking up hungover
Your party, my last call
Your first shot, my last straw
You're hitting that bottle while I'm hitting rock bottom
I wish you'd quit making your drinking my problem
Yeah, I wish you'd quit making your drinking my problem, yeah
My problem