I can t do it alone lyrics

Oh God, God, she's really done it now,
Coked up, her body's all spun around,
Oh yeah, yeah, she's really done it,
And seein' her just isn't something I can stomach,

Back it up, back it up,
If you talkin' shit to me,
Smack it up, smack it up,
If you act a bitch to me,
Stack it up, stack it up,
If you fuckin' rich as me,
My daddy owns a dealership,
The rest is fuckin' history

This ain't a love song (oh no),
This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,
This ain't a love song (oh, no, no, no),
This ain't a whiskey-drowned ballad,
There ain't nothing here that's valid,
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just can't do it alone
I can't do it alone,
I can't do it alone,
No, I can't do it alone

Oh no, no, I'm not impressed with you,
Pink drinks that seem to get the best of you,
Rock late and sleep until the sun sets,
I'd talk but you took the tongue I talk with

I can call you out and complain the rain is worse,
But it's that much better if I did it all in person,
I can call you out and complain the rain is worse,
But it's that much better if I did it all in person

So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just can't do it alone
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,
God dammit, I just can't do it alone

Thanks to Kole for adding these lyrics.
Thanks to Kati for correcting these lyrics.

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Oh God, God, she's really done it now
Coked up, her body's all spun around
Oh yeah, yeah, she's really done it
And seein' her just isn't something I can stomach

Back it up, back it up if you talkin' shit to me
Smack it up, smack it up if you act a bitch to me
Stack it up, stack it up if you're fuckin' rich as me
My daddy owns a dealership, the rest is fuckin' history

This ain't a love song, oh no
This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only
'Cause he's lonely

This ain't a love song, oh, no, no, no
This ain't a whiskey drowned ballad
There ain't nothing here that's valid

So tell me baby, pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home
Over corpses of her long lost fathers and her unborn daughters
Goddammit, I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone
I can't do it alone, no I can't do it alone

Oh no, no, I'm not impressed with you
Pink drinks that seem to get the best of you
Rock late and sleep until the sun sets
I'd talk but you took the tongue I talk with

Back it up, back it up if you talkin' shit to me
Smack it up, smack it up if you act a bitch to me
Stack it up, stack it up if you fuckin' rich as me
My daddy owns a dealership, the rest is fuckin' history

This ain't a love song, oh no
This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only
'Cause he's lonely

This ain't a love song, oh, no, no, no
This ain't a whiskey drowned ballad
There ain't nothing here that's valid

I can call you out and complain the rain is worse
But it's that much better if I blame it on a person
I can call you out and complain the rain is worse
But it's that much better if I blame it on a person

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Oh God, God, she's really done it now Coked up, her body's all spun around Oh yeah, yeah, she's really done it And seein' her just isn't something I can stomach Back it up, back it up if you talkin' shit to me Smack it up, smack it up if you act a bitch to me Stack it up, stack it up if you're fuckin' rich as me My daddy owns a dealership, the rest is fuckin' history This ain't a love song, oh no This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'Cause he's lonely This ain't a love song, oh, no, no, no This ain't a whiskey drowned ballad There ain't nothing here that's valid So tell me baby, pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home Over corpses of her long lost fathers and her unborn daughters Goddammit, I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone I can't do it alone, no I can't do it alone Oh no, no, I'm not impressed with you Pink drinks that seem to get the best of you Rock late and sleep until the sun sets I'd talk but you took the tongue I talk with Back it up, back it up if you talkin' shit to me Smack it up, smack it up if you act a bitch to me Stack it up, stack it up if you fuckin' rich as me My daddy owns a dealership, the rest is fuckin' history This ain't a love song, oh no This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'Cause he's lonely This ain't a love song, oh, no, no, no This ain't a whiskey drowned ballad There ain't nothing here that's valid So tell me baby, pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home Over corpses of her long lost fathers and her unborn daughters Goddammit, I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone I can't do it alone, no I can't do it alone I can call you out and complain the rain is worse But it's that much better if I blame it on a person I can call you out and complain the rain is worse But it's that much better if I blame it on a person So tell me baby, pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home Over corpses of her long lost fathers and her unborn daughters Goddammit, I can't do it alone So tell me baby, pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home Over corpses of her long lost fathers and her unborn daughters Goddammit, I can't do it alone