Lyrics

Woke up this morning with a cold one in my hand I could go and get myself another but I've had all I can stand Cause I don't like nothing about my life today Think I'm gonna take these bottles and I'll throw 'em all away And it boils my blood and it makes me mad as hell Cause there's no one to blame but myself... It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'm gonna throw it all away It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'll throw it all away Living out my dreams, yeah – I haven't got a dime I used to think I had so much to say; now I can never find a line And I know I'll regret it until my dying day If I take my only chance and I throw it all away And it boils my blood and it makes me mad as hell Cause there's no one to blame but myself... It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'm gonna throw it all away It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'll throw it all away It don't work, and it don't pay Think I gotta throw it all away It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'll throw it all away Get down... It don't work It ain't ever gonna pay It don't work – so throw it away! It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'm gonna throw it all away It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'll throw it all away It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'm gonna throw it all away It don't work, and it don't pay I'm gonna throw it away It don't work, and it don't pay Think I'm gonna throw it all away It don't work, and it don't pay I'm gonna throw it away Just throw it away I think I'll throw it away
Writer(s): Chris Gates, Brian Baker, Dave Roach Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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