Think of me what you will,
But I like to get drunk,
I like to get deep.
Walking naked in the street,
Felt the wind so strong
Hitting on my naked soul.
Down on the road i saw her taking off,
She never left a clue,
She never got it right.
So here i am just killing time,
Hanging with by buddy,
My good ol' Jack Daniels.

So let me get to the point,
There's a place i have to go.
She won't wait for me no more,
I'm growing tired for this show;
This show called life,
She's maybe falling back
But it's not me...

Felt so ugly, felt so unlucked,
Drwoned all my sorrowes,
I drowned my lifeline.
Ten times bigger and ten times high,
Can't recognize my trouble,
Can't reazlie my crime.

So let me get to the point,
I heard a song without a rhyme.
She cared for me more than I did,
I could never care less about me.
Jack Daniels came to visit me,
We hanged out all night,
But it wasn't really me.

So you may think of me what you will,
But I like to get drunk,
I just need this hideaway.
And if by chance you'll see her walk this road,
Please tell her that she's no use,
I hope she wouldn't cry...

So let me get right on to the point,
There's some place I need to go,
He's waiting there in the joint,
He'll care for me when i fall...
Give me one more bottle,
Just give me one more drink,
He's my best friend, yeah,
My Jack Daniels.