It's eight p.m. where you are now You're stuck in the same old little town
Looking for a way to get up out The place you swore you'd find yourself
Give me a second, I'm losing my head I'm stuck on the things you said in my bed
You told me you loved me, but now it's over I don't think too much, cause I'm not sober
I'm not sober, it's not over Tears all on the carpet since October
Devil on my shoulder since October Running out of luck, need a four-leaf clover
Running out of luck, need a four-leaf clover Running out of luck, need a
It's eight p.m. where you are now And you're stuck in the same old little town
Looking for a way to get about The place you swore you'd find yourself
Give me a second, I'm losing my head I'm stuck on the things you said in my bed
You told me you loved me, but now it's over I don't think too much, cause I'm not sober