I've seen that look before, that look ain't looking for anything other than some numb to pain whiskey
Sounds like your ex and mine had leaving on their mind
Left his head pouring over heartbreak history
Oh, we can leave this at a one round, two round, just another goodbye
Oh, for this to be a small town rebound moving on that coastline
Two broke hearts walking one dive bar with a three-court truth playing lonely on the jukebox
Picking up the pieces, girl, what if we leave them right back in the past and take ourselves a long shot
Maybe we can find a way to get through this
Maybe we can find some closure
Crossing that line, getting closer
Two wrongs don't make a right
But sometimes when you're down to the ice
Two broke hearts do
Yeah, girl, it's just a thought
It might be whiskey tall
But I swear right now I got a real good feeling
You'd be my sweet distraction
I'll be your make-up
Make it happen
Then we can find a little neon healing
Two broke hearts walking one dive bar with a three-court truth playing lonely on the jukebox
Picking up the pieces, girl, what if we leave them right back in the past and take ourselves a long shot
Maybe we can find some closure
Crossing that line, getting closer
Two wrongs don't make a right
But sometimes when you're down to the ice
Two broke hearts do
Oh, we can leave this at a one-round, two-round, just another goodbye
Oh, this could be a small-town rebound
Moving on, there it goes
Like two broke hearts walking one dive bar with a three-court truth playing lonely on the jukebox
Picking up the pieces, girl, what if we leave them right back in the past and take ourselves a long shot
Maybe we can find some closure
Crossing that line, getting closer
Two wrongs don't make a right
But sometimes when you're down to the ice
Two broke hearts do
Oh, we can leave this at a one-round, two-round, just another goodbye
Oh, we can leave this at a one-round, two-round, just another goodbye