Yeah, hold up

Ah

HeheYeah

Really though, Catfish, really though

Yeah

Walking around

Pacing back, and forth I go

What′s on my mind?

You and I, go down that road

What do I do?

Hang up the phone, and walk away

You told me, you'll be back, back someday

Bitch you lied, bitch you lied, bitch you lied, bitch you lied

Every time

And now I′m in the dog house

And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can′t walk straight

For running my big mouth, out with the boys

Till the early morning, partying the problem away

We all in that dog house

And I′ll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can′t walk straight

For running my big mouth, out with the boys

Till the early morning, partying the problem away

We all in that

I get drunk

Hung my head, at the bar

Where was you?

Baby please, pick up my call

I'm just me

Rowdy boys, never change

Should′ve known

When you said, we'd be okay

But bitch you lied, bitch you lied, bitch you lied, bitch you lied

Every time

And now I′m in the dog house

And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can′t walk straight

For running my big mouth, out with the boys

Till the early morning, partying the problem away

We all in that dog house

And I′ll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can′t walk straight

For running my big mouth, out with the boys

Till the early morning, partying the problem away

We all in that

I don't really know hell

One of us is a total mess

Must be you, I can′t take the fault

'Cause I′m too damn proud to just hold my breath

I speak up when I feel down

I feel down when I speak up

Neither one of us got a grip on shit

Or maybe that grip's just too damn tough

Confusing the heart is true

I know what the girl needs faults

I'm good as an artist, true

I know how to just talk, thoughts

The point of it all is lost

It′s all a joke, I thought

I′m blowing smoke, exhaust

That's not a COVID cough

Fuck it all, it′s just bottoms up

Ashtray full of Marlboro butts

Must be tripping, what a Klutz

Whatchu sipping? What the fuck

In the dog house where I live bro

Oh, you too? Bump the elbows

Two bricks holding up a gold post

Kicked out, she kicked a field goal

Damn, got me, homie

And now I'm in the dog house

And I′ll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can′t walk straight

For running my big mouth, out with the boys

Till the early morning, partying the problem away

We all in that dog house

And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can′t walk straight

For running my big mouth, out with the boys

Till the early morning, partying the problem away

We all in that dog house

Oh, you too? Pshh, I already know (big mouth)

Here you go homie

That′s on me (dog House)

Matter of fact

Hey, bartender (big Mouth)

Let's get a round of Creekwater over here