Bar Light Goodbye (версия 2)

Intro

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Yeah

Verse 1

Corner booth, same seat, same dim little light

Order the same drink I've ordered every night

Bartender knows my story before I even start

Knows the kind of trouble that comes wrapped around my heart

I'm not here for company, not here for the noise

Just here for the quiet that the whiskey kind of buys

Smoke curling slow above the jukebox in the back

Playing every record on the saddest little track

Pre-Chorus

And maybe one more won't hurt tonight

(hurt tonight, hurt tonight)

Maybe one more song will make it feel alright

(hurt tonight, hurt tonight)

Chorus

I sing my troubles to the bottom of the glass

Let the bar light hold me till the feeling starts to pass

Nobody's keeping score, nobody's asking why

This is just a woman and a bar and a goodbye

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I sing my troubles to the bottom of the glass

(mm, oh-oh)

Let the bar light hold me till the feeling starts to pass

Verse 2

Used to drink for fun, now I drink to remember

How it felt before the fire turned to ember

Every face that passes kind of looks like you a little

Every song that plays hits somewhere in the middle

Of a chest that's holding on to something it should drop

But the heart don't listen even when you tell it stop

So I'll sit a while longer, let the night wear thin

Let the bar light be the only thing that's letting me in

Pre-Chorus

And maybe one more won't hurt tonight

(hurt tonight, hurt tonight)

Maybe one more song will make it feel alright

(hurt tonight, hurt tonight)

Chorus

I sing my troubles to the bottom of the glass

Let the bar light hold me till the feeling starts to pass

Nobody's keeping score, nobody's asking why

This is just a woman and a bar and a goodbye

(mm, oh-oh)

I sing my troubles to the bottom of the glass

(mm, oh-oh)

Let the bar light hold me till the feeling starts to pass

Bridge

One more song

(one more song)

One more round

(one more round)

Then I'll let the night close over

Like it never made a sound

Chorus

I sing my troubles to the bottom of the glass

Let the bar light hold me till the feeling starts to pass

Nobody's keeping score, nobody's asking why

This is just a woman and a bar and a goodbye

(mm, oh-oh)

I sing my troubles to the bottom of the glass

(mm, oh-oh)

Let the bar light hold me till the feeling starts to pass

Outro

(mm)

A bar and a goodbye

Yeah