I was born a rebel
Honey don't walk out, I'm too drunk to follow
You know you won't feel this way tomorrow
(Well, just maybe a little rough around the edges
Or inside a little hollow)
I get faced with some things, sometimes
That are so hard to swallow
She picked me up in the mornin', and she paid all my tickets
Then she screamed in the car
Left me out in the thicket
Well I never woulda dreamed
That her heart was so wicked
Yeah but I keep comin' back
'Cause it's so hard to kick it
You know you won't feel this way tomorrow
(Well, just maybe a little rough around the edges
Or inside a little hollow)
I get faced with some things, sometimes
That are so hard to swallow
She picked me up in the mornin', and she paid all my tickets
Then she screamed in the car
Left me out in the thicket
Well I never woulda dreamed
That her heart was so wicked
Yeah but I keep comin' back
'Cause it's so hard to kick it
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