[Hook:] I'm not sorry I've been drinking I've been smoking I'm not thinkin' about tomorrow Pass the bottle I'm in trouble Okay I know, but I'm not sorry No I'm not sorry I said I'm not sorry No I'm not sorry [Verse 1:] So pass me that liquor Been a long day, girl I need a pick up Too drunk to drive, send a cab to come and get us Woke up wearing two different shoes like a kicker So take me back to SoHo 3rd street and Bowery But I don't really know though Sorry I'm not sorry Cause I can't go home yet My credit card's at the bar and I don't know where my phone's at Yeah, alright, we be gettin' reckless, drunk textin', up late, **** breakfast And don't it feel good not carin about ****t But I know tomorrow they gon' hear about this And we stumblin' home You can tell me that is wrong but I know [Hook] Nanananana Na na na na na Nanananana Na na na na na [Verse 2:] I just wanna be me Not the people on the radio or the tv Same kid that made his first song back in D.C. And never lost sight of all that, word to Stevie Now everything is blurry Vision used to be 20/20, Katie Couric Now it's not doe Cause I'm faded on that whiskey and got all my homies with me, everybody getting trippy, turn up And don't it feel good not carin' about ****t But I know tomorrow we gon' hear about this And we stumblin' home You can tell me that is wrong yeah I know but [Hook] So turn up Hit the bar, kill the scene, I call that murder, now word up So bring another round bartender Cause all the best nights are the ones we can't remember Ones we can't remember Cause all the best nights are the ones we can't remember
[Hook:] I'm not sorry I've been drinking I've been smoking I'm not thinkin' about tomorrow Pass the bottle I'm in trouble Okay I know, but I'm not sorry No I'm not sorry I said I'm not sorry No I'm not sorry [Verse 1:] So pass me that liquor Been a long day, girl I need a pick up Too drunk to drive, send a cab to come and get us Woke up wearing two different shoes like a kicker So take me back to SoHo 3rd street and Bowery But I don't really know though Sorry I'm not sorry Cause I can't go home yet My credit card's at the bar and I don't know where my phone's at Yeah, alright, we be gettin' reckless, drunk textin', up late, **** breakfast And don't it feel good not carin about ****t But I know tomorrow they gon' hear about this And we stumblin' home You can tell me that is wrong but I know [Hook] Nanananana Na na na na na Nanananana Na na na na na [Verse 2:] I just wanna be me Not the people on the radio or the tv Same kid that made his first song back in D.C. And never lost sight of all that, word to Stevie Now everything is blurry Vision used to be 20/20, Katie Couric Now it's not doe Cause I'm faded on that whiskey and got all my homies with me, everybody getting trippy, turn up And don't it feel good not carin' about ****t But I know tomorrow we gon' hear about this And we stumblin' home You can tell me that is wrong yeah I know but [Hook] So turn up Hit the bar, kill the scene, I call that murder, now word up So bring another round bartender Cause all the best nights are the ones we can't remember Ones we can't remember Cause all the best nights are the ones we can't remember
