Lotta Good That Does Me Now

I didnt know where I was when I woke up With a headache and a black eye In the bed of my old truck I wish Id made myself go home last night Instead of closing that bar down And starting that damn fight I learned whiskey just dont mix With my smart mouth Lotta good that does me now What good is shoulda known better Once youve done what you shoulda never done at all Whats the use in all that knowin When looking back wont change nothin And its too late for you to do a thing about Its like finding your keys Once you bust your window out Lotta good that does me now Now all my friends been blowing up my phone It aint like me to act like that But then again they know shes gone I think I finally screwed up good this time Cause Im sorry and, baby, dont go Never even crossed my mind At least, not until her taillights faded out Lotta good that does me now What good is shoulda known better Once youve done what you shoulda never done at all Whats the use in all that knowin When looking back wont change nothin And its too late for you to do a thing about Its like finding your keys Once you bust your window out Lotta good that does me now Yeah, whats the use in all that knowin When looking back wont change nothin And its too late for you to do a thing about Its like changing your ways Once your chances done run out Lotta good that does me now Lotta good that does me now I wish Id made myself go home last night