Nhạc sĩ: Morgan Wallen, Ernest Keith Smith, Josh Thompson, Ryan Vojtesak
I don't always wake up in the morning
Pull myself strong
Ah, but when I get lonely, I do
Your memory gets a-burnin'
Lean back on the bourbon
So as hell can't keep leaning on you Looks like I'm learning the hard way again
It's all my fault,
yeah I dropped the ball You're gone and I'm gone three seats to the
wind Thinking about all I've wasted on you
All of this
time and all of this money All of these sorries I don't owe you, honey
All of these miles on this Chevy in person
A few of them days I spent wasted on you
Wasted on you
Yeah, I swore this won't be different
My heart wouldn't listen
To my head and these boots on my feet
Looks like I'm learning the hard way again
That's why I've been wasted on you
All of this time and all of this money
All of these sorries I don't owe you, honey
All of these miles on this Chevy in person
A few of them days I spent wasted on you
Wasted on you
I'm not this pile of your stuff that's packed up in the back
Right down to the flame of this match
Wasted on you
All of this time and all of this money
All of these sorries I don't owe you, honey
All of these miles on this Chevy
Being present up here all them days I spent wasted on you
Wasted on you Wasted on you