Up to No Good Livin
Wish I could come home from work
And I’d have a drink…
I’m tired of her…
…reason why she’s…
…the fact that she…
Can’t count all the times that I’ve…
Just let the past be the past
I used to drink like a fish and hunt like a dog
Without a whole lotta sh*t not committed by law
People called me the Picasso of painting the town
I’ve finally grown up
I’ve finally changed from that someone I was
To somebody I am
But she finds it hard to believe that she’s turned me around
So I’d proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin’ now
…her flowers…
I just kept making things worse
I haven’t been…
To give her the things she deserves
I used to drink like a fish and hunt like a dog
Without a whole lotta sh*t not committed by law
People called me the Picasso of painting the town
I’ve finally grown up
I’ve finally changed from that someone I was
To somebody I am
But she finds it hard to believe that she’s turned me around
So I’d proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin’ now
I used to curse like a sailor and hunt like
..
But I didn’t think back then I’d have to pay for it now
So I’d proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin’ now
Yeah, I’d have to die before I give up my
Up to no good livin’ now
