Whiskey

Do you know what I want No I don't think you know what I want yea Gotta think of me When I think about us I think about everything Give it back your out of time I've got a reason what was my crime I'm not a puppet Don't pull my string I start thinkin' then I'm drinkin' Gotta get away from everything yea No not tonight Here we go again You haven't got a clue you never comprehend yea Playing games with my head I think about me I think about na na nothing Now you know I'm sick of you and I really ain't got nothing else to do yea Have a drink with my friends Now I see your face and I couldn't give a damn