I'm a third shot, damn, I'm in trouble
I'm a newly single man, seein' double
Take a smile for all my friends
Then go home alone around 2 a.m.
Then stumble through the front door
Go on as it gets, flip the kitchen light on
There it is on the fridge, just my luck
Read this if you're drunk
Don't think about it, mister
Don't even touch your phone
I know you think you miss her
But I promise you, you don't
There's healin' in the lonely
Sit back, kick off your boots
And you'll thank me in the morning
Like you always do
Cause I'm so rude
P.S.
There's pizza in the freezer
Dumb and dumber on the TV
It's so stupid, that's what you'd be
To go diggin' through her Instagram
If you thinkin' bout that, read this again
Don't think about it, mister
Don't even touch your phone
I know you think you miss her
But I promise you, you don't
There's healin' in the lonely
Sit back, kick off your boots
And you'll thank me in the morning
Like you always do
ways to sign a soul with you. Sign a soul with you. Yeah, well, remember last time that
you hit her up? You hurt some other guy. How much does that suck? That set you back a month.
Yeah, trust me, old friend, you don't want to go down that road again, so don't think about it,
mister. Don't even touch your phone. I know you want to kiss her, but I promise you, you don't.
And there's healing in the lonely. Sit back, kick off your boots, and you'll thank me in the morning.
Like you always do. Signs over you. Signs over you.
Signs over you.