I hate this east side neighborhood dive bar

Supposed to be where the good times are

But what would I do if you walked in tonight?

Yeah, I hate this drink 'cause it ain't doing nothing

Song 'cause it's kinda got me wondering

If I miss you enough to give us one more try

It's killing me being stuck in the middle

It's leaving you right or wrong

Would it hurt reversing a little?

Put the brakes on moving on

Half of me wants to pick your heart back up

Half of me knows I'll break it

Am I still in love?

Or do I just hate this?

Town that knows everything about us

Phone that loves picking your call up

When your memory starts getting to me

All it takes is a glass of red grabbing hold of me

Nothing like going home lonely

To get me second guessing everything

It's killing me being stuck in the middle

It's leaving you right or wrong

Would it hurt reversing a little?

Put the brakes on moving on

Half of me wants to pick your heart back up

Half of me knows I'll break it

Am I still in love?

Or do I just hate this?

Stick around, stay and go

Make a move or moving on

I admit I don't know which one I want

It's killing me being stuck in the middle

It's leaving you right or wrong

Would it hurt reversing a little?

Put the brakes on moving on

Half of me wants to pick your heart back up

Half of me knows I'll break it

Am I still in love?

Or do I just hate this?

Damn, I hate this