[Verse 1: Jamey Johnson]
I'm tired of the parties, tired of the pills
Tired of the pats on my back
I'm tired of these neon light bartenders pouring me
Triples and quadruple Jacks
I'm tired of coming home, at a quarter past 4
Waking up with some Broadway girl's boots on my floor
It may look like I'm having a ball
But the truth is I'm tired of it all

[Chorus: Jamey Johnson & Wyatt Beard]
I'm tired of this honky-tonk hell I been livin' in
To get up and do it again
I look in the mirror, but I don't see myself
I see a picture of somebody else
And I don't know when I turned into an outlaw
But it ain't working for me
It may look like I'm having a ball
But the truth is I'm tired of it all

[Verse 2: Randy Houser]
I'm tired of these friends
Keep handing mе tied up baggies up under thе table
Yeah, whiskey and speed don't do nothing for me
I'm like a hoss busting out of the stable
Though I'm always the first one, ready to go
I'm right down that white line devils road
Looking like I'm having a ball
But the truth is I'm tired of it all
[Chorus: Randy Houser & Wyatt Beard]
I'm tired of this honky-tonk hell I been livin' in
To get up and do it again
I look in the mirror, but I don't see myself
I see a picture of somebody else
Hell, I don't know when I turned into an outlaw
But it ain't working for me
It looks like I'm having a ball
But the truth is I'm tired of it all

[Outro: Jamey Johnson, Johnson & Houser]
It may look like I'm having a ball
But the truth is I'm tired of it all