Jacob Powell - Bourbon On A Broken Heart Lyrics

KITCHEN TABLE PEELIN THE LABEL|OFF A CAN OF CAMPBELLS SOUP||SIPPIN A COLD ONE ALL ALONE|TRYIN MY BEST NOT THINK ABOUT YOU|BUT THERE AIN'T MUCH ELSE TO DO||SUNSET SETTIN LIKE CLOCKWORK OVER THEM TREES|AND I SETTLE RIGHT ON INTO MY NEW ROUTINE||I GO FROM SMOKIN MYSELF COLORADO HAPPY|TO SHOOTIN STRAIGHT TEQUILA IN THE DARK|IT DON'T MATTER WHERE I START I ALWAYS END UP TORE APART|POURIN BOURBON ON A BROKEN HEART||PICK MY PHONE UP CALL YOU NO LUCK|A LITTLE MORE SALT IN THE WOUND||LIKE A KNIFE TWIST MY MIND DRIFTS|TO YOU HOLDIN SOMEBODY NEW|AND WHILE YOU'RE HOLDIN SOMEBODY NEW||CHORUS||THE STING'S ALMOST AS BAD AS WHEN YOU SAID GOODBYE|BUT THIS BURN FADES YOURS IS HANGIN ON TIGHT||CHORUS