Album: Get Myself Together
Well I got drunk this morning
And I went off to work
By nine or ten I cashed it in And threw up on my shirt
Then I lost your house keys
so I broke in with a rock
I keep my oxycontin baby
way down in my sock
Well I think it’s gonna rain
And turn colder
I’m a growing pain
That’s growing older
If you don’t know me All that well
Baby, please come and get me out of jail
My lawyer plead my sentence
Down to ninety days
The nudge from the judge and jury
Said to change my ways
Sometimes the darkness finds me When I can’t find my truck
I’m banging on your front door baby
Looking for a ride
Well I think it’s gonna rain
And turn colder
I’m a growing pain
And I’m growing older
If you don’t know me all that well
Baby, please come and get me out of jail
Once you said you loved me On the day that we first met
But now your thinking of me Only centers on regret
You say I only show up At the worstest times
I got piss stains on my britches
And I’m drunk out of my mind
Well I think it’s gonna rain
And turn colder
I’m a growing pain
That’s growing older
Though you don’t know me Baby, all that well
Baby, please come and get me out of jail
I’m tired of living in this county jail