My mama ask me why I'm late
Got another date

There is no selfless without conversation
Just a couple ghost with me
I must not think the world to sleep
Cause diet coke is more of a sensation

You whisper that the hard ways sells
Majority rules anyway
They say it's ? the virtue in my soul
Cause if so I might end up in hell

My mama ask me why I'm late
Got another date
And I know what she's thinking

Say you coming over for a couple hours
Ringing me out and going right back
I keep drinking

And I think the world gives way to love
Afraid we've all had enough
Another round of silver cups
Swear I'm just trying to buff you up

Day and night, you were by my side
Every time, I looked up you were right
You maybe think I was wrong
I, I, I, I, I, I fell in love with the enemy
And I keep drinking