I've seen that look before, that look ain't looking for anything other than some numb to pain whiskeySounds like your ex and mine had leaving on their mindLeft his head pouring over heartbreak historyOh, we can leave this at a one round, two round, just another goodbyeOh, for this to be a small town rebound moving on that coastlineTwo broke hearts walking one dive bar with a three-court truth playing lonely on the jukeboxPicking up the pieces, girl, what if we leave them right back in the past and take ourselves a long shotMaybe we can find a way to get through thisMaybe we can find some closureCrossing that line, getting closerTwo wrongs don't make a rightBut sometimes when you're down to the iceTwo broke hearts doYeah, girl, it's just a thoughtIt might be whiskey tallBut I swear right now I got a real good feelingYou'd be my sweet distractionI'll be your make-upMake it happenThen we can find a little neon healingTwo broke hearts walking one dive bar with a three-court truth playing lonely on the jukeboxPicking up the pieces, girl, what if we leave them right back in the past and take ourselves a long shotMaybe we can find some closureCrossing that line, getting closerTwo wrongs don't make a rightBut sometimes when you're down to the iceTwo broke hearts doOh, we can leave this at a one-round, two-round, just another goodbyeOh, this could be a small-town reboundMoving on, there it goesLike two broke hearts walking one dive bar with a three-court truth playing lonely on the jukeboxPicking up the pieces, girl, what if we leave them right back in the past and take ourselves a long shotMaybe we can find some closureCrossing that line, getting closerTwo wrongs don't make a rightBut sometimes when you're down to the iceTwo broke hearts doOh, we can leave this at a one-round, two-round, just another goodbyeOh, we can leave this at a one-round, two-round, just another goodbye