SPS - Hot Mulligan

You’re drinking before noon

You’re filling up the sink

With all of your empty cans

It’s why you’re not on the lease

Been trying to tell you

But you’re always asleep

That there’s a difference between

Saying you’re trying and doing anything

Catch the last of the summer

Parts of the nights that we didn’t spend wasted

Grinding your teeth in your sleep 'til your jaw hurts

Biding our time 'til we say you’re not worth this

It’s playing like a wreck

You watch the fall

Then leave the aftermath to crawl

A broken lock

A stumble home at 3 o’clock

Stay hammered so we still seem enamored

Drive yourself home

Feels more like a home when you’re lost

Catch the last of the summer

Parts of the nights that we didn’t spend wasted

Grinding your teeth in your sleep 'til your jaw hurts

Biding our time 'til we say you’re not worth this

Catch the last of the summer

Parts of the nights that we didn’t spend wasted

Grinding your teeth in your sleep 'til your jaw hurts

Biding our time 'til we say you’re not worth this