How many times must you call me in the morning before I wake up?   And how many times must I look at other girls before we break up?   And how many times must you criticize every single thing that you do?   Before you      Before you let me know   Before you let me go   You really should have known      And I'm a no good gambling man with the wrong hand   Who's been hurt so many times   Why don't you look him in the eyes?   Oh, you won't see nothing at all      And how many times must I stumble and drunk before you scold me   And why is it, you have to turn out all the lights before you hold me?   And how many years of fears, of falls, you broke my balls   Well, I wish you never told me      But before you let me know   Before you let me go   You really should have known      That I'm a no good used up, bruised up, fucked up boy   Who gets beat up by just looking at you   Oh, I'm a lonely soul, lost every single thing I ever did own   That I never owned you      Go on and look him in the eye   Oh, you just might see him cry   Oh, you just might see him smile      One more drink and I'll be fine   One more girl to take you off my mind   One more drink and I'll be fine   One more girl to take you off my mind      One more drink and I'll be fine   One more girl to take you off my mind   Oh, one more girl and I'll be fine   One more drink to take you off my mind