Sunday night I drank that whiskey
Asked you to smile for me
You said you want it all
But I drive you up that wall
Monday morning I’m still sleeping
Roll over and you’re leaving
I tell you come back home
But you’ve got her on the phone
I’m trying to get ahead
But I’ve got your ghost sleeping in my bed
Anthony, I believe
You’re head’s got the best of me
10 AM I swear it’s evening
Too early to start screaming
Tell me it’s all for show
But you crashed that car you drove
I’m trying to get ahead
But I’ve got your ghost sleeping in my bed
I try my best to stay a sinner
You’ve got me on this good behavior
I know the good is gone
But I just need you to lead me on
Anthony, I gotta tell you
I’m trying to get ahead
But I’ve got your ghost sleeping in my bed
Anthony, I believe
You’re head’s got the best of me
