I wake up, three AM
A little bit drunk, so we'll do it again
I look over your side of the bed
Your pillows there but you're still gone
I'm still workin' at movin' on
I'm tired of singin' the same old song
If my left hand could be in your right
I'd never let go for the rest of my life
Your cherry lips, they taste so fine
It's hard to believe I once called them mine
Yeah, I've tried to let go, I've been revvin' for show
But my heart won't let up on the throttle
And if these arms could you hold like they wanna
They wouldn't keep reachin' for that Whiskey bottle
I guess it always isn't what it seems
Broken heart and broken dreams
I used to be the one to make it right when I go wrong
I don't wanna be the reason you don't love no more
It's gettin' hard to breathe, baby
You used to never want to leave, baby
Made some mistakes, and it's all you could take
Now we leave it up to fate
If my left hand could be in your right
I'd never let go for the rest of my life
Your cherry lips, they taste so fine (so fine)
It's hard to believe I once called them mine (called them mine)
Yeah, I've tried to let go, I've been revvin' for show
But my heart won't let up on the throttle
And if these arms could you hold like they wanna
They wouldn't keep reachin' for that Whiskey bottle
(I never thought I'd be so alone right now)
(And I tried, and I tried, and I tried, and I tried, oh, yeah)
If my left hand could be in your right
I'd never let go for the rest of my life
Your cherry lips, they taste so fine (so fine)
It's hard to believe I once called them mine (called them mine)
Yeah, I've tried to let go, I've been revvin' for show
But my heart won't let up on the throttle
And if these arms could you hold like they wanna
They wouldn't keep reachin' for that Whiskey bottle
(I guess it always isn't what it seems)
(Broken bottle, broken dreams)
