Lyrics
My ex-girlfriend thinks I'm gonna kill myself soon
My mother thinks I'm throwing up my food
I know I don't look great but I assure you
Neither of these things are true
And I been waitin' by the mailbox for the postman
'Cause he's the only way I get good news these days
None of it is in the paper though
His wife is good
His Savior keeps his feet warm
Oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh
Oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh
I been chasing you since
I said I need you like a dog's tail
Whiskey, pot, and sadness
Make a pretty shitty cocktail, and
You're headed west, I'm turnin' 'round
You're movin' up to settle down
Her love is ambien and fireworks
She's setting off downtown
Oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh
Oooh-ooh
And I been spreading bitterness instead of living
Am I the only one that's in the past these days?
I been searchin' for a reason
To get mad or throw my fist against the wall
Front seat (oooh-ooh)
I could try to meet your mom
How could I have seen (oooh-ooh)
The way you'd set me up?
Front seat (oooh-ooh)
I could try to meet your mom
How could I have seen (oooh-ooh)
The way you'd set me up?
I been chasing you since
I said I need you like a dog's tail
Whiskey, pot, and sadness
Make a pretty shitty cocktail, and
You're headed west, I'm turnin' 'round
You're movin' up to settle down
Her love is ambien and fireworks
She's setting off downtown
Oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh
Oooh-ooh
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