Your Drinkin’, My Problem (Live From Music City)

[Verse 1]
4 AM, stumbled to the bedroom again
'Cause I know where you're going, you won't say where you've been
It was the bloodshot eyes that gave it away
Yeah, it's never my tab, but I always pay

[Chorus]
Your whiskey, my headache
Your good time, my heartbreak
While I'm stone cold sober, wakin' up hungover
Your party, my last call
Your first shot, my last straw
Well, you're hittin' that bottle while I'm hittin' rock bottom
I wish you'd quit makin' your drinkin' my problem
Yes, I do

[Verse 2]
Must be nice sleeping 'til 11 o'clock like a rock
You lie to my face, not an ounce of shame in your walk
And oh, for the sake of my hеalth, let's say that we're donе
'Cause I feel like hell every time you get drunk

[Chorus]
Your whiskey, my headache
Your good time, my heartbreak
I'm stone cold sober, wakin' up hungover
Your party, my last call
Your first shot, my last straw
Well, you're hittin' that bottle while I'm hittin' rock bottom
I wish you'd quit makin' your drinkin' my problem

[Bridge]
Well you can count me out for your next round
'Cause your living it up is bringin' me down

[Chorus]
Your whiskey, my headache
Your good time, my heartbreak
Yeah, I'm stone cold sober, wakin' up hungover
Your party, my last call
Your first shot, my last straw
Well, you're hittin' that bottle while I'm hittin' rock bottom
I wish you'd quit makin' your drinkin' my problem
Yeah, I wish you'd quit makin' your drinkin' my problem
Yeah, my problem