Hey, look at you all alone
Drinking at a townie bar
Heard you're done, through with him
Just another broken heart
I got it bad
Baby you'll be the death of me
Thought that I'd revel in this
At your well earned fall from grace
But I can't help but fall
Back into our little game
I got it bad
Baby you'll be the death of me
I hear you're back and
I'll answer when you knock 'cause
That's what we do
We'll forget why we shouldn't
That's what we do
Well I know that we're both better off
If I never call you up
But I'm craving some self sabotage
Guess I haven't had enough
Whiskey and shame's how it goes
Then I'm waiting by my phone
Yeah I'm weak, hate to say
That it hurts me to see you in pain
I got it bad
Baby you'll be the death of me
I hear you're back and
I'll answer when you knock 'cause
That's what we do
We'll forget why we shouldn't
That's what we do
Well I know that we're both better off
If I never call you up
But I'm craving some self sabotage
Guess I haven't had enough of you
You
You
You
Well I know that we're both better off
If I never call you up
But I'm craving some self sabotage
Guess I haven't had enough