Bayker Blankenship - Maxed out ( Lyrics )

Описание: Bayker Blankenship Lyrics

"Maxed Out"

Fancy for a man down the road
Hell, my hands are getting cold
This winter's really got a grip on me
I'm getting tired of this town
But I ain't got no money to make any ground
Another lonely night down at the bar

'Cause I'm getting into fights and I'm falling hard
Maxing out one more credit card
What's this life worth living for?
I'm going to jail, I can't pay my bail
Jack and Coke won't let me think for myself
Shoulda never reached for that bottle on the shelf

She's the reason I started it all
Lord, she's praying on my downfall
Hoping I'll never make it out of this town
She won't leave me alone
Most evenings, all I do is sit at home
Think about the girl I done right or wrong
She's got my heart tied in a knot
Will I make it out? No, probably not
All I got left to do is sit here and drink
Another lonely night down at the bar

'Cause I'm getting into fights and I'm falling hard
Maxing out one more credit card
What's this life worth living for?
I'm going to jail, I can't pay my bail
Jack and Coke won't let me think for myself
Shoulda never reached for that bottle on the shelf
Shoulda never reached for that bottle on the shelf