You’re drunk again, your blood is just as thick as what you’re drinking Your clarity of reality it comes from television A pedestool exists in your mind because you’ve traveled miles Now I’m on trial screaming why why let me tell you
You wanna send me to hell well honey be my guest So that when your time has come I’ll leave ajar the gates
The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong I’m telling you baby that you ain’t no love song The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong I’m telling you baby that this ain’t a love song
The blame is such an irony because you used to tell me Respect yourself, defend your right to life avoid a tragedy You paint a scene with shades of black regret and disappointment I try to forget but lament, then try to damn well hide it
You wanna send me to hell well honey be my guest So that when your time has come I’ll leave ajar the gates
The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong I’m telling you baby that this ain’t no love song The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong I’m telling you baby that you ain’t no love song
Over and over, I try to hide again You try to be sober, it happens now and then Over and over, tell me why don’t it end To be my lover first you must be my friend