Whiskey in Reverse Songtext
von Morgan Wallen
Whiskey in Reverse Songtext
I′m sittin' on a rerun couch
Lookin′ 'round at an empty house
Hungover tryin' to figure out
Just how the hell that I got here
Can′t blame it on Colorado
Tanqueray no reposado
I could try but I know that I sure
Can′t blame it on ice cold beer
There's an empty Jack bottle by the coffee cup
Did a lot more hurt than good
Girl, I know that I can′t fill it back up
But if I could
You'd be backin′ in the driveway
You'd be un-saying "I′m leaving"
I'd be pullin' my fist from the drywall
Watchin′ my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn′t have a worst enemy
I'd be un-slammin′ that bedroom door
It'd be a better version of me
Like I used to be
Like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys were in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse
If I could keep turnin′ back time
To my seventeen-self
And tell me the first pull of that stuff
Will lead you to leavin'
I would′ve drank anything else
Oh, but that ain't the case
I took it down like a wild-eyed country boy would
Girl and I know I can't fill it back up
But if I could
You′d be backin′ in the driveway
You'd be un-saying "I′m leaving"
I'd be pullin′ my fist from the drywall
Watchin' my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn′t have a worst enemy
I'd be un-slammin' that bedroom door
It′d be a better version of me
Like I used to be
Like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys were in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse
It′s a damn shame
The sun don't set in the east
′Cause that's the only way
You′d ever come back to me
You'd be backin′ in the driveway
You'd be un-saying "I'm leaving"
I′d be pullin′ my fist from the drywall
Watchin' my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn′t have a worst enemy
I'd be un-slammin′ that bedroom door
It'd be a better version of me
Like I used to be
Like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys are in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse
Lookin′ 'round at an empty house
Hungover tryin' to figure out
Just how the hell that I got here
Can′t blame it on Colorado
Tanqueray no reposado
I could try but I know that I sure
Can′t blame it on ice cold beer
There's an empty Jack bottle by the coffee cup
Did a lot more hurt than good
Girl, I know that I can′t fill it back up
But if I could
You'd be backin′ in the driveway
You'd be un-saying "I′m leaving"
I'd be pullin' my fist from the drywall
Watchin′ my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn′t have a worst enemy
I'd be un-slammin′ that bedroom door
It'd be a better version of me
Like I used to be
Like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys were in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse
If I could keep turnin′ back time
To my seventeen-self
And tell me the first pull of that stuff
Will lead you to leavin'
I would′ve drank anything else
Oh, but that ain't the case
I took it down like a wild-eyed country boy would
Girl and I know I can't fill it back up
But if I could
You′d be backin′ in the driveway
You'd be un-saying "I′m leaving"
I'd be pullin′ my fist from the drywall
Watchin' my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn′t have a worst enemy
I'd be un-slammin' that bedroom door
It′d be a better version of me
Like I used to be
Like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys were in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse
It′s a damn shame
The sun don't set in the east
′Cause that's the only way
You′d ever come back to me
You'd be backin′ in the driveway
You'd be un-saying "I'm leaving"
I′d be pullin′ my fist from the drywall
Watchin' my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn′t have a worst enemy
I'd be un-slammin′ that bedroom door
It'd be a better version of me
Like I used to be
Like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys are in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse
Writer(s): Ryan Vojtesak, Michael Hardy, Morgan Wallen, Ernest Keith Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

