I should call a cab, call a friend
I don't need to be here again
But I think I'll stick around
I should pay my tab, call it quits
I'm nearly out of cigarettes
But they ain't closing down
This is where my bad turns to worse
'Cause I can't help but figure, one more won't hurt
I'll never know the difference between havin' two or three
By the time the buzz starts comin' on it's all the same to me
This is where my bad turns to worse
'Cause I can't help but figure, one more won't hurt
I don't like to fight, you can't lose
I try my best to be through
And just move on
Oh but every time you lean in
I'm so dumbstuck with one kiss
And it's just hang on
Honey, this is where my bad turns to worse
'Cause I can't help but figure, one more won't hurt
I don't ever know the difference between havin' two or three
By the time the buzz starts comin' on it's all the same to me
This is where my bad turns to worse
'Cause I can't help but figure, one more won't hurt
I'll never know the difference between havin' two or three
By the time the buzz starts comin' on it's all the same to me
This is where my bad turns to worse
I should just stop and think about it first
But I can't help but figure, one more won't hurt
It won't hurt, no no
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