Well I see the sunshine in your hair, But I'm Tied up with inebriation Naughty girl, leave me alone It's a moonshine love, I'm so jealous that I cut my hand off Broken glass, is in my veins You're like an old time, old time problem And when I should have left you alone Well now you got me on the floor You're like an old time, old time problem hey, And when I should have left you alone Well now you got me on the floor Now that I'm a tipping toes I'm looking outside thru the bullet holes No one will ever know, how hard it is to answer the phone All my words get twisted, all my faith gets lifted All my pain is drifting, and I don't know why You're like an old time, old time problem And when I should have left you alone Well now you got me on the floor You're like an old time, old time problem hey And when I should have left you alone Well now you got me on the floor Well I get so tired of trying, when I know you'll never be pleased You're always giving me something, but never anything I need Or maybe this aint working, my backs against the wall Maybe it aint working, but that's the way it goes You're like an old time, old time problem And when I should have left you alone Well now you got me on the floor You're like an old time, old time problem hey And when I should have left you alone Well now you got me on the floor You're like an old time, old time problem And when I should have left you alone Well now you got me on the floor You're like an old time, old time problem hey And when I should have left you alone Well now you got me on the floor
Composição: Bret Bollinger, Kaleo Wassman, And Yesod Williams