Karaoké High Cost Of Living Jamey Johnson

I was just a normal guy

Life was just a nine to five with bills and pressure piled up to the sky

She never asked

She knew I'd been hangin' with my wilder friends lookin' for some other

Way to fly

And three days straight was no big feat to get by with no food or sleep

And crazy was becomin' my new norm

I'd pass out on the bedroom floor

And sleep right through the calm before the storm

My life was just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

I couldn't even tell

I was alive

I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothin' like the cost of living high

That Southern Baptist parkin' lot is where I'd go to smoke my pot

Sit there in my pickup truck and pray

And starin' at that giant cross just reminded me that I was lost

And it just never seemed to point the way

As soon as Jesus turned his back

I'd find my way across the tracks

Lookin' just to score another deal

With my back against that damned eight ball

I didn't have to think or talk or feel

My life was just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

I couldn't even tell

I was alive

I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothin' like the cost of living high

My whole life went through my head layin' in that motel bed

Watchin' as the cop kicked in the door

I had a job and a piece of land

My sweet wife was my best friend

But I traded that for cocaine and a whore

With my new found sobriety

I've got the time to sit and think

Of all the things I had and threw away

This prison is much colder than that one that I was locked up in just yesterday

My life is just an old routine

Every day the same damn thing

Hell I can't even tell if I'm alive

I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothin' like the cost of living high

I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothin' like the cost of living high

Better leave that stuff alone