Whiskey and your gut
Gave you the guts to up and leave her
Son, you smiled and told
her she could go to hell
And you rolled into the night
and put a thousand miles between us
That manly pride you didn't hide so well
But you really were quite a dude
You even broke the bedroom door
When she ignored you
when you said you wanted
Now it's twenty hours later,
and you tried hard to hate her,
but the whisk is gone, whiskies gone,
and you, you're wrong again.
Does the grass feel any greener,
when's the last time that
you seen her,
looking up at you from someone
else's eyes?
Do you still laugh at the losers,
all the misfits and the boozers,
did you kill some
And feel how slow it dies
Now you're on the road and flying
In your mind you know she's crying
You can't wait to see
How lonely she has been
Now you're waiting by her door
But it ain't like before
Oh, she's not alone, son
She's not alone
And you, you're wrong again
But you're really quite a dude
You even busted down the door
When they ignored you
When you said you wanted in
And that screaming in your head
When you see her in her bed,
says you waited far too long,
cowboy, far too long
And you, you was wrong again
Wrong again, wrong again
You was wrong again
Wrong again, wrong again
She was rollin' in