Intro
(mm)
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
