"Sober Saturday Night"
(feat. Vince Gill)
I feel terrible, sunlight's
hurting my eyes.
So I pull the shades and I make
my place as black as night
I feel miserable, and
I'm missing you and me.
Another Sunday morning all
alone underneath these sheets.
No, I'm not hungover it's true,
but I'm still not over you.
All messed up. All strung out. I
was sitting at home breaking down.
Not out there getting high
underneath some neon lights.
Ain't no whiskey strong
enough to make things right.
I'm just getting over another
sober Saturday night.
Besides the pain. I don't feel a thing.
When my buddies call me
up I just let it ring.
No, I'm not hungover it's true,
but I'm still not over you.
All messed up. All strung out. I
was sitting at home breaking down.
Not out there getting high
underneath some neon lights.
Ain't no whiskey strong
enough to make things right.
I'm just getting over another
sober Saturday night.
No, I'm not out there getting
high underneath some neon lights.
Ain't no whiskey strong
enough to make things right.
I'm just getting over another
sober Saturday night.
