Maxed Out (Nashville Session)

[Verse 1: Bayker Blankenship & Waylon Wyatt]
Fancy for a man down the road
Hell, my hands are getting cold
This winter's really got a grip on me
I'm getting tired of this town
But I ain't got no money to make any ground
Another lonely night down at the bar

[Chorus: Bayker Blankenship & Waylon Wyatt]
'Cause I'm getting into fights and I'm falling hard
Maxing out one more credit card
What's this life worth living for?
I'm going to jail, I can't pay my bail
Jack and Coke won't let me think for myself
Shoulda never reached for that bottle on the shelf

[Verse 2: Bayker Blankenship & Waylon Wyatt]
She's the reason I started it all
Lord, she's praying on my downfall
Hoping I'll never make it out of this town
She won't leave me alone
Most evenings, all I do is sit at home
Think about the girl I done right or wrong
She's got my heart tied in a knot
Will I make it out? No, probably not
All I got left to do is sit here and drink
Another lonely night down at the bar

[Chorus: Bayker Blankenship & Waylon Wyatt]
'Cause I'm getting into fights and I'm falling hard
Maxing out one more credit card
What's this life worth living for?
I'm going to jail, I can't pay my bail
Jack and Coke won't let me think for myself
Shoulda never reached for that bottle on the shelf
Shoulda never reached for that bottle on the shelf