My Own Worst Enemy

I could blame Jesus, I could blame momma

I could blame Brahma for all the bull that's in my head

I could blame Seagram's for all the whiskey

And for the tipsy that's still here on my breath

And ain't that why you left

I'm all alone, tongue tied, and twisted

Since I said it ain't you, it's me

And girl you cried, but I insisted

That what could be would never be

But I was wrong, what's wrong with me

I'm my own worst enemy

I can blame midnight for bad decisions

And blurry vision for what I didn't see

I could blame forever even though I didn't get it

I could blame the love even though I up and left it

I could blame goodbye even though I said it

And maybe that's just me

That's why you had to leave