Weekends here, good God almighty, Yeah, yeah, yeah... But we just punched out and its paycheck Friday, Yeah the big boss man, he likes to crack that whip I ain't nothing but a number on his time card slip, I give him forty hours and a piece of my soul,

Some broken bridges in my time Praying for forgiveness Standing on the other side There are bridges on life?s highway But we never see them there Some cross troubled waters And some don't go nowhere Some you wouldn't step on If you're trying to save your

Anymore, anymore I still don't have the reason And you don't have the time And it really makes me wonder Give me something to believe in 'Cause I don't believe in you So this is goodbye, yeah If I ever gave a fuck about you I wonder if it even makes a

Keep a place for me, for me It's nothing, it's nothing Know you gotta leave, leave, leave Take down some summer time Give up, just tonight, night, night Know you got someone comin' You're spitting game, oh you got it I'll sleep between y'all, it's nothing

Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Do you have the time to listen to me whine About nothing and everything all at once I am one of those Melodramatic

Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Do you have the time To listen to me whine About nothing and everything, all at once? I am one of those

Oh, oh, oh, Jamie's cryin' She wants to send him a letter, yeah yeah Just to try to make herself feel better It said, "Give me" ("Give me a call sometime") But she knows what that'll get her She saw the look in his eyes And she knew better He wanted her

Me and your cigarettes Always there every time you need me It ain't love, it's just like nicotine You're addicted to a feeling you can only get From me and your cigarettes Gives you something you can do with your hands Makes you look cool and feel like a

It’s the little things that give you away The words you cannot say Your big mouth in the way Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes Sometimes the end is not coming It’s not coming The end is here The night gave you song

Sometimes you get it Sometimes you get got Don't mix your whiskey with decision Said the old man to the young man Leanin' on the fence Spittin' out his wisdom That didn't make much sense He said I'm gon' give ya somethin' That'll help you in a jam