Lyrics
I'm so sick of dealing with the devil in a glass house
But wait for me to break before you take a shot at my mouth
It sucks to be a sinner, I've been dancing with the wrong crowd
Yeah, and they don't seem to care about the pit they helped me dig out
So if I call when the bars are closed
Will you pick me up? (Pick me up)
And if I call when the fame is gone
Am I out of luck? (Out of luck)
'Cause everyone's got an agenda
Looking for something better
Trying to get into heaven
Knowing it don't really matter to you
'Cause I call when the bars are closed
You won't pick me up
I'm just your pick me up, your pick me up
I'm so sick of dealing with the devil in a glass house
You're so good at making people love you, bet you're so proud
Drop it on my tongue 'cause I got nothing left to say now
We always feel the quiet right before the riot breaks out
So if I call when the bars are closed
Will you pick me up? (Pick me up)
And if I call when the fame is gone
Am I out of luck? (Out of luck)
'Cause everyone's got an agenda
Looking for something better
Trying to get into heaven
Knowing it don't really matter to you
'Cause I call when the bars are closed
You won't pick me up
I'm just your pick me up, your pick me up
Sipping my whiskey, drowning anxiety
What was important is already dead to me
'Cause everyone's got an agenda
I'm so sick of dealing with the devil in a glass house
Wait for me to break before you take a shot at my mouth
'Cause everyone's got an agenda
Looking for something better
Trying to get into heaven
Knowing it don't really matter to you
'Cause I call when the bars are closed
You won't pick me up
I'm just your pick me up, your pick me up
