Testo Burned Out

There's a little whiskey left so I take another rip
It's not just the taste I love but the smell upon my lips
I been high for three damn days and now the walls are closin' in
Throwin' rocks at Sarah Anne's window, prayin' she lets me in

'Cause I been howlin' at the moon
Screamin' hell yeah bring on the Sun
Ain't no doubt about it, baby you know I was born to run I'm tryna find a girl who isn't all talk
Thinkin' that the good times they never end
Burned out on blacktops, a case of beer, and a couple of friends

Lifted a little wine from the Quick and Go
Out at the end of Pike Row
I'm gonna kick up a bonfire later
And I don't care if it ain't that cold
And don't bother tryna call me
We got nothing to talk about
And if my friend shows up with my ex
Well, I'm gonna knock his ass out

'Cause I been howlin' at the moon
Screamin' hell yeah bring on the Sun Ain't no doubt about it, baby you know I was born to run
I'm tryna find a girl who isn't all talk
Thinkin' that the good times they never end
Burned out on blacktops, a case of beer, and a couple of friends

Now the whiskey's turning, I'm fadin'
As the sun creeps through the trees
God forsaken, fallin' apart, got me prayin' on my knees

'Cause I been howlin' at the moon
Screamin' hell yeah bring on the Sun
Ain't no doubt about it, baby you know I was born to run
I'm tryna find a girl who isn't all talk
Thinkin' that the good times they never end
Burned out on blacktops, a case of beer, and a couple of friends