Bars On The Weekend - What's Eating Gilbert

Tell me a story I haven’t heard from you

A thousand times before

You put your arm on me

I tried to keep a straight face

'Cause you’re stumbling all over this place, oh

It’s a bottle in your hand

You must be drunk again

Is it really you talking to me?

I kinda think it’s the whiskey

Seems the only time that you care is when alcohol is near

Will you talk to me sober?

Talk to me sober

You say you love me and miss me hanging around

But I just saw you yesterday

Yeah we had good times some memories

But now I can’t relate to you

You can’t relate to me

It’s a bottle in your hand

You must be drunk again

Is it really you talking to me?

I kinda think it’s the whiskey

Seems the only time that you care is when alcohol is near

Will you talk to me sober?

Will you talk to me sober?

Bars on the weekend It’s a bottle in your hand

Is this really you talking to me?

I kinda think it’s the whiskey

Seems the only time that you care is when alcohol is near

So wait!

And talk to me sober

Bars on the weekend Talk to me sober So wait!

And talk to me sober