Why Ya Gotta Go Out Like That

I was drinking whiskey, drinking red. Drinking like that, you know how the night'll end. Screen door slams, brown eyed stare. Boots hit the porch, middle finger in the air. Go on, ring the bell, aw, it's on again. Here we go. Why you gotta go out like that? Breaking bottles and calling cabs. Them four letter words on the tip of your Tongue flying like bullets from a lipstick gun. Well, we shoulda just kicked back and rode the Buzz. Drank it all away 'til the sun came Up. Made a little love when we hit the Sack. Baby, why you gotta go out like that? Now I'm sitting out here just smoking on a Cigarette. Thinking there's maybe, baby, something that I Coulda, woulda, shoulda said to stop that screen Door slam, brown eyed stare, boots hit the porch, Middle finger in the air. Well, why you gotta go out like that? Breaking bottles and calling cabs. Them four letter words on the tip of your Tongue flying like bullets from a lipstick gun. Well, we shoulda just kicked back and rode the Buzz. Drank it all away 'til the sun came Up. Made a little love when we hit the Sack. Baby, why you gotta go out like that? I said some things, she said some things. It happens. What are you gonna do? Oh Yeah. Yeah. Aw, baby. Why you gotta go out like that? Breaking bottles and calling cabs. Them four letter words on the tip of your Tongue flying like bullets from a lipstick gun. Well, we shoulda just kicked back and rode the Buzz. Drank it all away 'til the sun came Up. Made a little love when we hit the Sack. Baby, why you gotta go out like that? Yeah, see that's a barn burner right there. I was thinking about bang bang. I'm sorry. My bad. Hung Over. Hung over. I'm sorry. sorry.