Bayker Blankenship - Maxed Out Lyrics

Fancy four men down the road
Hell my hands are getting cold
This winter's really got a grip on me

I'm getting tired of this town
But I ain't got no money to make any ground
Another lonely night down at the bar

Cuz I'm getting into fights and I'm falling hard
Maxed out one more credit card
What's this life worth living for?

I'm going to jail, I can't pay my bail
Jack and Coke won't let me think to myself
Should've never reached for that bottle on the shelf

She's the reason I started it all
Lord she's praying on my downfall
Hoping I'll never make it out of this town

She won't leave me alone
Most evenings all I do is sit at home
Think about the girl I done right or wrong

She's got my heart tied in a knot
Will I make it out? no probably not
All I got left to do sit here and drink
Another lonely night down at the bar

Cuz I'm getting into fights and I'm falling hard
Maxed out one more credit card
What's this life worth living for?

I'm going to jail, I can't pay my bail
Jack and Coke won't let me think to myself
Should've never reached for that bottle on the shelf
Should've never reached for that bottle on the shelf