I thought there might be a genie in the bottom of this bottle, but there ain't.
I learned the hard way, thought I could click these boots together.
It'd take me back to better weather.
And I had you, and we had everything.
So I'll just close my eyes and find that sweet escape.
So where that neon never turns to dawn, house band plays our favorite songs.
And we always got the dance floor to ourselves.
Bartenders know us by our names.
Don't ask to charge us for our drinks.
Well, whiskey works just like a wishing well.
There ain't no last calls, ain't no last dance.
Ain't no goodbyes, ain't no chance.
I'll have to come back to this heartbroken, lonely hell.
That's my honky-tonk fairy tale.
I wish this dusty road.
Was a magic carpet.
Take me back to where we started.
That little bar off of 18th Avenue.
Sometimes I swear I hear you in the wind.
You say you'll come back again.
But it's only ever in my mind.
So I'll close my eyes and chase the light.
Hey.
So where?
Where, that neon never turns to dawn.
House band plays our favorite songs.
And we always got the dance floor to ourselves.
Bartenders know us by our names.
Don't ask to charge us for our drinks.
Well, whiskey works just like a wishing well.
There ain't no last calls, ain't no last dance.
Ain't no goodbyes.
Ain't no chance I'll have to come back to this heartbroke lonely hill
That's my honky-tonk fairy tale
If I drink all this bourbon
It'll either stop the hurting
Or I'll get to stay forever dead this time
Where the neon never turns to dawn
House band plays them witty songs
And we always got the dance floor to ourselves
Bartenders know us by our names
Don't ask or charge us for our drinks
Well, whiskey works just like a wishing well
Well, whiskey works just like a wishing well

There ain't no last calls, ain't no last dance
Ain't no goodbyes, ain't no chance
I'll have to come back to this heartbroke lonely hill
That's my honky-tonk fairy tale
My honky-tonk fairy tale
My honky-tonk fairy tale