歌词
I wish i couldn’t see, my face in the mirror
starin’ at a man who’s lost it all
I do my best to smile, and be nice to that bartender
but so far he ain’t doing his job
Cause the healing ain’t kickin in
what’s in my blood ain’t strong enough to make me forget
she ain’t coming back
and the whiskey in this glass
ain’t got a chance of killin’ the pain
I got a hundred dollar heartache and a two dollar drink
Ain’t no way that I, can do this 50 times tonight
I’d wind up passed out cold
I guess I’ll test my limit, call a cab when I hit it
come back and try again tomorrow
Cause the healing ain’t kickin in
what’s in my blood ain’t strong enough to make me forget
she ain’t coming back and the whiskey in this glass
ain’t got a chance of killin’ the pain
I got a hundred dollar heartache and a two dollar drink
i’m getting nowhere closer to gettin’ over her tonight
just fightin’ a raging fire one glass at a time
The healing ain’t kickin in
what’s in my blood ain’t strong enough to make me forget
she ain’t coming back and the whiskey in this glass
ain’t got a chance of killin’ the pain
I got a hundred dollar heartache and a two dollar drink
Chasin’ down a hundred dollar heartache with a two dollar drink
Written by: Jake Bush
