Sweet Holly

Bottle of Jack and I'm on the road
I don't know if or when I'll come home
Well I pull to the curb and I stay the night
That bitch back home put up a damn good fight
I said, if you're not my rock, then I'm on the roll
Sweet Holly, Sweet Holly, Sweet Holly
Sweet Holly, Sweet Holly, Sweet Holly
Screaming everyday
Then going all the way
Been knowing for too long
Then coming' off too strong
Pack my shit and heading out to the street
While you give a quick one, to anyone that you meet, yeah
I feel bad for your next hypnotize
It can be real hard staring in the Devil's eyes
I said, your heart's a rock, so I'm on a roll
Sweet Holly, Sweet Holly, Sweet Holly
Sweet Holly, Sweet Holly, Sweet Holly
Screaming everyday
Then going all the way
Been knowing for too long
Then coming' off too strong
What did she say
I just don't know
Couldn't make it out
Holly's on a roll