Ain't been flyin' but you got these bags
Not really sure if I can handle that
I might need you to come and take em back
So slide on through and start packin' that
Why you gotta be so hostile baby, to me lately, I can't even seem to see straight
Why you gotta lie, when things get tight, I'm not sure why you do it, but I think I need a break
You don't even like the way that I like to live no, so why the hell should I put up with your shit some more, now I gotta make this decision all on my own, please come get your things in order pack your shit and go
You want this like I want that
You want this I kinda want that
You want it now but I kinda am fine with waitin' I got patience
I guess maybe we're just not a good fit
We should skip past all that "shoulda woulda could" shit
But you shoulda stopped your talkin' when you didn't even mean it
Why would you say anything before you start to thinkin'
This coulda been a love song but nobody really needs it
Everyone feels heartbreak though so my friends get to drinkin'
Drinking
Drinking
Feenin'
You're my weakness
Drinkin'
Drinkin'
Drinkin'
So raise your glass
It's time for a toast
This one goes out to the person that you thought you loved the most
To everybody listenin' no you're not drinking alone
Everybody feelin' it
Everybody feelin' it
Raise your glass it's time for a toast
This one goes out to the person you thought that you loved the most
Loved the most
Loved the most
Now we're drinking
To our weakness
To our
To our