She said, "Boy, you're actin' like an alcoholic"
After every fight, you're goin' five o'clock, yeah
Come down to the bar, get the numb in your heart
Let me tell you, that won't get you very far
Against my better judgement, I pulled out of the drive
Went down to the dive, a couple hours go by
Faded as them old faded lights
I can't believe my eyes
She left the 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot
Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swayin' high
Never seen so much right up in them baby blues
Said, "Just leave with me or stay here with your way to prove"
Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose
I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to
Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to
Yeah, it's 2 AM
The house was empty as a bottle I was sippin' on
I guess she meant it when she said she was gettin' gone
Yeah, it's lookin' 'bout as bad as it gets
You damn near should've seen it when
She left the 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot
Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swayin' high
Never seen so much right up in them baby blues
Said, "Just leave with me or stay here with your way to prove"
Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose
I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to
Won't be coming home to, home to, home to
(You won't be comin' home to, home to, home to)
Whiskey, whiskey on the wall
What's gonna get this broken boy?
The drunkest of 'em all, I'm singin'
Whiskey, whiskey on the shelf
What's gonna get this broken boy?
About all this stuff, she left a 4Runner
She left a 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot
Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swayin' high
Never seen so much right up in them baby blues
Said, "Just leave with me or stay here with your way to prove"
Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose
I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to
Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to
(Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to)
Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to
