How many nights will it take to forget The cigarettes and all the ashes And all of the fights that made me decide "This can't be who I've become" 'Cause I made a promise to build us a house You'd never ever want to leave So I'm doing my best to be your last call When everything else goes to sleep 'Cause my body my body my body Is a dive bar Yeah, my body my body my body Is your dive bar Well, the staff is all rude And the owner is cheap And there's probably wrestling On the TV And the drinks might be strong But the jokes are still weak And I promise I'll stop throwing up in the sink 'Cause my body my body my body Is a dive bar Yeah, my body my body my body Is your dive bar In an ocean of promises I've always made Every sailor I need every version sailed away From the Rolodex of every single person I make myself seen From the books I've become Oh the cursive The cursed us in bathroom stalls Where I wrote my number Just hoping you'd call So if you ask for a one I'll always bring two 'Cause my face is a barstool Waiting for you 'Cause my body my body my body Is a dive bar Yeah, my body my body my body Is your dive bar 'Cause my body my body my body Is a dive bar Yeah, my body my body my body Is your dive bar 'Cause my body my body my body Is a dive bar Yeah, my body my body my body Is your dive bar Now I know it ain't fancy But this much is true: This dive bar will always Be open for you