Damn, it's been a long, hard, broke couple weeks
Trying to make sense of what you've done to me
I'm sick of sitting in this house all along
Trying to piece together all you've done me wrong
Nothing seems to do the trick Hell,
I need a honky-tonk fix
Hand me that heartbreak bottle down Twist off the top,
I gotta figure this out
Said she loved me,
she hate me,
she can't take my kind of crazy
So what the hell am I supposed to do now?
I'm hoping like hell this Tennessee top-shelf whiskey does it
Cause tonight I'm getting to the bottom of it
Bartender, pour me some of that, gotta move on
Bar band,
here's a twenty for a hell with her song
Things are looking up in the bottom of a glass
Tonight I'm putting your ass in the
past Hand me that heartbreak bottle down
Twist off the top,
I gotta figure this out Said she loved me,
she hate me,
she can't take my kind of crazy So
what the hell am I supposed to do now?
I'm hoping like hell this Tennessee top-shelf whiskey
does it Cause tonight I'm getting to the bottom of it
The bottom of it
Damn,
I need a honky-tonk fix Till I get to the bottom of this
Hand me that heartbreak bottle down Twist off the top,
I gotta figure this out
Said she loved me,
she hate me,
she can't take my kind of crazy
So what the hell am I supposed to do now?
I'm hoping like hell this Tennessee top-shelf whiskey does it
They going that fast,
man,
keep that whiskey rubber running
Cause tonight I'm getting to the bottom of it
To the bottom of it