Songtexte Off The Deep End - Priscilla Block

You can find me at the bar, shuttin' down Broadway
Going too hard, bat shit crazy
So, turn the night up to ten, the whiskey's fine, jump in
Going off, off, off, off, off the deep end

Well, I took a little time
I threw myself a pity party
Staying cooped up, hardly went out at night
Turns out that's pretty boring, yeah, maybe I'm just more of a
Train wreck in the morning
A tornado with no warning, uh huh

I hear you're asking 'round town
Where I been and where I got to, think I give a - about you?
Let me break it all down
Yeah, ever since you left me, I'm letting loose
'Cause everything's better on a dance floor
Smoking Camels out the backdoor, uh huh
Well, if you wanna go, I'm going right now

You can find me at the bar, shuttin' down Broadway
Going too hard, bat shit crazy
Somewhere you stick to the floor and only well on the pour
Yeah, I'm right back here again
Like it's just another night hanging on a cowboy
Drinking Busch Light like a small town tabloid
Turn the dial up to ten, the whiskey's fine, jump in
Going off, off, off, off, off the deep end

Made a couple new friends
Shooting darts, playing pool and we're acting like fools while we all pretend
That we'll keep in touch forever, we'll never grow up ever
I'ma take that invitation
Hell, what's a reputation, uh huh
If we're diving, then we're diving right in

You can find me at the bar, shuttin' down Broadway
Going too hard, bat shit crazy
Somewhere you stick to the floor and only well on the pour
Yeah, I'm right back here again
Like it's just another night hanging on a cowboy
Drinking Busch Light like a small town tabloid
Turn the night up to ten, the whiskey's fine, jump in
Going off, off, off, off, off the deep end
Going off, off, off, off, off the deep end
Going off, off, off, off

Maybe one of these days
I'll pull all my shit together, sit down and do whatever
People do these days
'Til then, you know, I'm doing okay

Find me at the bar, shuttin' down Broadway
Going too hard, bat shit crazy
Somewhere you stick to the floor and only well on the pour
Yeah, I'm right back here again
Like it's just another night hanging on a cowboy
Drinking Busch Light like a small town tabloid
Turn the night up to ten, the whiskey's fine, jump in
Going off, off, off, off, off the deep end
Going off, off, off, off, off the deep end
Going off, off, off, off, off the deep end