Help Myself

Apologize, yeah, I think it over
Didn't mean to get you drunk, but you're no fun sober
Here's my deep regret, truth is I quite forget
Just how we wrecked your car, is this scene over yet?
Probably bored and I still got your number
Then you pick me up, dumb fun keeps getting dumber
Yeah, but it's no lie, I'm mom and apple pie
Pure as the driven snow 'til the day I die
I'm well-meaning, just confused, I'll tell you
The cheats and the lies bombshells you
So put me back on the shelf
Yeah, some sympathy would help
I can't help myself
Didn't mean to find it funny
Saturday night, high off your rent money
I think we left behind some drinks and half your mind
Card of ATM, well, now I guess that's mine
Used to be the troublemaker
Leather and jeans, yeah, a real heartbreaker
Yeah, you think it's rough, you think you're tough
It seems a little more is just more enough
I'm well-meaning, just confused, I tells you
Cheats and the lies bombshells you
So put me back on the shelf
Yeah, some sympathy would help
I can't help myself
I'm well-meaning, just confused, I tells you
The cheats and the lies bombshells you
So put me back on the shelf
Yeah, some sympathy would help