The Ugly Boys
Babe Why
It's on my mind
Her neck, her lips are bae and wine
I had a half a glass to help it pass
A sea of bourbon burying me fast
So concise it manifests inside a sigh

And suddenly I can't do it
Since when were you the voice in my head?
Just stop
I see through it
Don't have the heart to take it again

Ooo, I don't mind
God dammit it happens all the time
Ooo, Why?
Babe, why?

So when did I let my guard down?
You know it takes a heavy hand

Ooo, It hurts so bad
You know it hurts so bad

Ooo, I don't mind
God dammit it happens all the time
Ooo, Why?
Babe, why?
It's on my mind
I polished off the bottle of our shitty wine
It's not enough to make me understand
Its not enough to make a better man

Ooo, I don't mind
God dammit it happens all the time
Ooo, Why?
Babe, why?