damn right

you can always find me here, raisin' hell and drinkin' beer, with all my good-time buddies, cuttin' up and havin' fun, yeah the jokes can be on me, and i don't mind usually, i'm an easy-goin', back-slappin' son of a gun, but she just left me, and that's just left me undone, so you don't want to push your luck boys, not tonight, just don't bring up her name one more time, if you think i'm in the mood to pick a fight, you're damn right, she's gone and i admit i was wrong, but i can't quit, thinkin' about how good our love used to be, and the whiskey numbs the pain, but in the morning when i wake, i'll be hungover hangin' on to a memory, and i'll order one more round, lose the coke and keep the crown, and just drown my misery, and i'll blind myself with liquor and neon lights, alone and stoned out of my mind, if you think i'm flyin' high as a kite, you're damn right, now i'm just tryin' to make it through, but gettin' over you is a long, long road, and i'm a strong man, but it's killin' me, lettin' go, and i'd love to say it ain't, but i can't lie, yeah pretend that i got somethin' in my eyes, if you think i'm gonna break down and cry, you're damn right, you're damn right