Priscilla Block - Off The Deep End

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