Blackout Betty

Why you gotta show your ass like that?
Wake up smellin' like you smoked three packs
Your teeth are all fuzzy and your mouth tastes bad
What time did you throw up?
You lost your keys and you lost your phone
Last night's make up still half on
And you don't even know how you got home
It's time for you to grow up

Blackout Betty
Blackout Betty

I'm startin' to notice those smokers lines
Your hands start shakin' 'bout a quarter past five
Why can't I have just one glass of wine?
Yeah, I'm a real piece of shit sometimes

Blackout Betty
If I had a dime for every time you said we're
Never doin' that, never doin' that, never doin' that again

Circles on your eyes, bruises on your thigs
You're takin' your regret and pourin' it on ice

Blackout Betty
If I had a dime for every time you said we're
Never doin' that, never doin' that, here we go again
Blackout Betty
Blackout Betty
Blackout Betty