Oh yeah
She dumped my ass on Saturday night
Said I wasn't her type
I wish she'd figured that out
Before she wasted about two years of my life
But to each their own, now l'm drinkin' alone
Gettin' buzzed in this bar
Singin' jukebox songs at the top of my lungs
Strummin' the hell out of this air guitar
In the mornin', sober me'll be missin' her
But tonight, drunk me is kissin' her goodbye
And I'm feelin' pretty good
For somebody with a broken heart
You'd never even know
I was this close to fallin' apart
'Cause I've got friends and I've got beer
And I got the next round comin' 'round here
So I guess I'm feelin' pretty good
For somebody with a broken heart (woo)
I thought I saw your face at the Tipsy Cafe
Off of Cherry Street
You stopped me dead in my boots
Now every memory of you's crashin' into me
But good old Joey saved the day
With a double shot of Jose
Now this heartbreak's feelin' like a birthday
And you might say
I'm feelin' pretty good
For somebody with a broken heart
You'd never even know
I was this close to fallin' apart
'Cause I've got friends and I've got beer
And I got the next round comin' 'round here
So I guess I'm feelin' pretty good
For somebody with a broken heart
She dumped my ass on Saturday night
Said I wasn't her type
Yeah, l'm feelin' pretty good
For somebody with a broken heart (broken heart)
You'd never even know
I was this close to fallin' apart
But I've got friends and ice-cold beer
My ice-cold ex ain't comin' 'round here
So I don't, yeah, I don't feel so bad
For somebody with a broken heart
(Oh, woo)
