Sick in Benson

Woke up one foggy night

Sick as a dog

Wandered to the Waffle House

In Benson, off the fog

I ordered a plate and some coffee

Bad idea, I knew it then

Still I sat there tryna shake it

Tryna make it to the end

I asked some chick

Where she got her cool contacts from

She looked me dead in the eyes

Like trouble had already come

Next thing I know

That room went cold

Some old man said

He don’t like my kind in there

The girl acted like

She was high on something

And the old cook yelling

Said I wasn’t welcome there

Sick as a dog, sick as a dog

Waffle House in Benson

Sick as a dog, sick as a dog

Bad night, bad decision

Sick as a dog, sick as a dog

I should’ve kept on driving

Sick as a dog, sick as a dog

Now I’m just surviving

Shit was already sick

These folks wouldn’t let up

I shoved my coffee in the floor

And I didn’t even look up

Threw some money to cover it

Walked out with my head low

Thought I was done with the whole thing

Thought I could just go

But the dark had other plans

Out past that gravel lot

Got jumped, robbed

Then I took what I got

Yeah, I was wrong

For stopping there

Wrong place

Wrong night

Wrong air

Sick as a dog, sick as a dog

Waffle House in Benson

Sick as a dog, sick as a dog

Bad night, bad decision

Sick as a dog, sick as a dog

I should’ve kept on driving

Sick as a dog, sick as a dog

Now I’m just surviving

One foggy night

One hard lesson

Benson left me

With the whole confession