Your Drinkin', My Problem (Live From Music City)

[Verse 1] 4 AM, stumbled to the bedroom again 'Cause I know where you're going, you won't say where you've been It was the bloodshot eyes that gave it away Yeah, it's never my tab, but I always pay [Chorus] Your whiskey, my headache Your good time, my heartbreak While I'm stone cold sober, wakin' up hungover Your party, my last call Your first shot, my last straw Well, you're hittin' that bottle while I'm hittin' rock bottom I wish you'd quit makin' your drinkin' my problem Yes, I do [Verse 2] Must be nice sleeping 'til 11 o'clock like a rock You lie to my face, not an ounce of shame in your walk And oh, for the sake of my hеalth, let's say that we're donе 'Cause I feel like hell every time you get drunk [Chorus] Your whiskey, my headache Your good time, my heartbreak I'm stone cold sober, wakin' up hungover Your party, my last call Your first shot, my last straw Well, you're hittin' that bottle while I'm hittin' rock bottom I wish you'd quit makin' your drinkin' my problem [Bridge] Well you can count me out for your next round 'Cause your living it up is bringin' me down [Chorus] Your whiskey, my headache Your good time, my heartbreak Yeah, I'm stone cold sober, wakin' up hungover Your party, my last call Your first shot, my last straw Well, you're hittin' that bottle while I'm hittin' rock bottom I wish you'd quit makin' your drinkin' my problem Yeah, I wish you'd quit makin' your drinkin' my problem Yeah, my problem