Been stumbling home all by myself at night
Telling the streetlights that I'm doin fine
Those empty bottles laying by my bed
Tell me that I getting pretty good at this
Lately whisky's going down faster than it used to do
So give me one more round and one for the road
Someone cut me off
I'm over drinking over you (Oh)
I'm over drinking over you (Oh)
I'm over drinking over you
I've been thinking 'bout the last thing she said
Spins like a carousel inside my head
That hangover, it only makes it worse
Tells me that I'm not really over her
Lately whisky's going down faster than it used to do
So give me one more round and one for the road
Someone cut me off
I'm over drinking over you (Oh)
I'm over drinking over you (Oh)
Over thinking over you
Over singing over you
I'm over drinking over you
I wish I wasn't but it's true
But since you cut me off
Lately whisky's going down faster than it used to do
So give me one more round and one for the road
Someone cut me off
I'm over drinking [fading] over you
Lately whisky's going down faster than it used to do
So give me one more round and one for the road
Someone cut me off
I'm over drinking over you
I'm over drinking over you
I'm over drinking over you
I'm over drinking over you
I'm over drinking over you
