acoustic guitar plays softly
acoustic guitar plays softly
acoustic guitar plays softly
painting on the ground
some homework assignment
that you left lying around
and I'm always one foot behind
yeah the road's gonna take me
to a traveling life
but if I leave my number
would you call?
yeah if I leave my number
would you call?
yeah if I leave my number
would you call?
yeah if I leave my number
would you call?
yeah if I leave my number
would you call?
and now every month
I get checks in the mail
yeah my mother says
my drinking's becoming an issue
yeah my mother says



But I locked myself safe in my favorite bar
And the sun is setting with another glass of wine
But I look out the window, my friends, they're smoking outside
Yeah, they're hugging each other like they've got nothing to hide
And so maybe they're...
Some truth in the town
Cause if I fall, you'd lift me from the ground
And I'm an angry drunk
And they don't mind
And I'm an angry drunk

And they don't mind
And I'm an angry drunk
And they don't mind
And I'm an angry drunk
And they don't mind
And I'm an angry drunk
And I'm an angry drunk
And I'm an angry drunk
And I'm an angry drunk
And I'm an angry drunk