Capo I verse 1 Well I ainâ''t no bad guy or a loser. Lately, Itâ''s feelinâ'' that way. Last night I passed out with my boots on. Ah, itâ''s a cold, lonely bed that I made. â''Cause I ainâ''t always in love when I make love. Sometimes I donâ''t feel a thing. I ainâ''t often hurt when I medicate. I ainâ''t always thirsty when I drink. verse 2 Well it ainâ''t like I woke up this morning. Hopinâ'' Iâ''d be drunk by noon. And pouring my heart out to a stranger. Oh, â''bout the reasons that I ainâ''t still with you. Chorus Solo Play Chorus Then I ainâ''t always thirsty when I drink.