歌詞
My heart beats fast
When you talk slow
When It’s late at night,
And you\'re just gettin home
I can see it in your eyes,
Can smell it on your words,
They cut like a knife,
And you know where it hurts
In this Bourbon warfare nobody wins
I didn’t sign up to fight in this battle we’re in
Don’t wanna be another late night casualty
You’ll have to choose, Jim Beam or me
What\'s it gonna be?
My grandmother’s vase
That she brought back from Rome
It’s in pieces on the ground
In this house that don’t feel like a home
Can’t put it back together,
But there’s still a chance
That we can be together,
If you can be a better man
In this Bourbon warfare nobody wins
I didn’t sign up to fight in this battle we’re in
Don’t wanna be another late night casualty
You’ll have to choose, Jim Beam or me
What\'s it gonna be?
What\'s it gonna be yeah
In this Bourbon warfare nobody wins
I didn’t sign up to fight in this battle we’re in
Don’t wanna be another late night casualty
You’ll have to choose, Jim Beam or me
What\'s it gonna be?
That bottle or me?
Written by: Kaylin Kole, Kent Jenkins, Kurt Stevens
