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 three (quarter to three)
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 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, mm-mm
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
(Around, 'round, 'round, 'round, I'll go home)
(Around, 'round, 'round, 'round) mm
'Cause 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 three (quarter to three)
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 (I'll go home)
Mm, you know it's true, baby
Yeah, you know it's true, baby
Mm, oh yeah
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