WORRIED

Halfway Down the street from my front porch I watched you puke Too drunk, passed out Hoping you could find something to do I'm so worried When I see you leave 'Cause nobody knows If you'll make it home or not I'm so worried When I see you leave 'Cause nobody knows If you'll make it home And maybe it was my fault So afraid, slam my fist into the drywall So high I see the crimson in your eyeballs I just hope you pick the phone up when I call Ooooh And maybe it's the highway But something's feeling really fuckin' weird tonight, aye I just hope you listen to me now when I say I'm not ready to lose you And maybe it was my fault So afraid, slam my fist into the drywall So high I see the crimson in your eyeballs I just hope you pick the phone up when I call Ooooh And maybe it's the highway But something's feeling really fuckin' weird tonight, aye I just hope you listen to me now when I say I'm not ready to lose you I'm so worried When I see you leave 'Cause nobody knows If you'll make it home or not I'm so worried When I see you leave 'Cause nobody knows If you'll make it home Halfway, up the Block from where you sit, I'm lookin' weak And back then, past times You and I would wander through the street I'm so worried When I see you leave 'Cause nobody knows If you'll make it home or not I'm so worried When I see you leave 'Cause nobody knows If you'll make it home