After Hours

At the bar stool

All alone

And I

Well I took a couple shots of patrone

I'm

So glad I finally turned off my phone

Well I'm feeling dead

From all your texts

Im bout to blow

Well I'm Bout to blow

So I'm moving on

To the rum and the coke

Then I fell in love

With a southern bell

Off a sad dumb joke

Please tell me why

Don't be so shy

Just tell me soo

Please don't hide

Well be fine

If I make it home

But I won't make it home

Oh no cause

It's after hours

And I'm drinking whiskey

And I'll start thinking bout her

After my 5th drink

And I know

that you miss me

Youd say how you wish we

We would've work out

Somehow

But right now

I'm getting drunk, getting drunk

And It's after hours

I said It's alright, till some nights

When I wish that I had you

Maybe it's not that, I just wish that I had

somebody new

But I'm sure they'll come, so I'll let you run

As far as you'll go

Until you come back, ask where I'm at

But nobody knows

Nobody knows

Cause It's after hours

I'm drinking whiskey

And I'll start thinking bout her

After my 5th drink

And I know that you'll miss me

Youd say how you wish we

Wish we

Would've work out

Somehow

But right now

I'm getting drunk getting drunk

And it's after hours

So maybe

Im crazy

Well I'm stupid

I'm dumb (im dumb)

Or maybe

My baby

she made me

made me run