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