Late night
Wide awake
Layin' here alone
One o'clock on the dot
when I called
And she ain't pickin' up
her phone
A couple hours later
Get a call from her sayin' that
she'll be home in the morn
Says she's stayin' with some
friends for the night
And she's alright
But drank way too much to
drive home
I should've known better
Wo oh oh oh oh
I don't wanna be
home tonight
Wo oh oh oh oh
Anybody got a
smoke and a light
Wo oh oh oh oh
Don't you worry
Don't stress that pretty head
I'll write some songs about
whiskey and cigarettes
And wishin' I was dead
And now shе's
hot-breathin' on another man
Schemin' about
what shе's gonna say to me
'Cause she knows
I wanted more
But now her clothes are
on the floor
And his hands are where my
hands should be
And it's too late
Or maybe it was fate
I should've seen it comin'
all along
Because a good girl
Well she can
only be good until
all that's good is gone yeah
Wo oh oh oh oh
I don't wanna be
home tonight
Wo oh oh oh oh
Anybody got a
smoke and a light
Wo oh oh oh oh
Don't you worry
Don't stress that pretty head
I'll write some songs about
whiskey and cigarettes
And wishin' I was dead