Whiskey Bound

(album: This Town - 2021)

Yeah, this time feels different
She's on the phone with her best friend
Saying this is it
And packing all her shh
Better redownload my Uber
Heard my bar's serving twofers
Rather drink than fight
I'ma let her say goodbye, yeah

Now that she's really gone, pour me another one
Don't let my glass run out
I'd rather be free again than be stuck on this rusty merry-go-round
I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup she's using for moving out
Hell, if I'm gonna chase her down
I'm hellbent on being whiskey-bound

As my buzz gets deeper, her leaving gets sweeter
Keep an open tab
I'll close up on what we had
And got old Hank on touchtones
This is what he do
Screw lonesome, I could cry
I'ma celebrate tonight, yeah

Now that she's really gone, pour me another one
Don't let my glass run out
I'd rather be free again than be stuck on this rusty merry-go-round
I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup she's using for moving out
Hell, if I'm gonna chase her down
I'm hellbent on being whiskey-bound

Now that she's really gone, pour me another one
Don't let my glass run out
I'd rather be free again than be stuck on this rusty merry-go-round
I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup she's using for moving out
Hell, if I'm gonna chase her down
I'm hellbent on being whiskey-bound

Yeah
I'm hellbent on being whiskey-bound