I've been doing the same thing every Friday night
Spending every dollar on bottles of light
Just when I think there ain't nothing new
I'm at a bar for a bucket and I bump into you
Then we sit down, start talking 'bout
How the drinks ain't cheap, how the band's too loud
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I been thinkin' 'bout you leavin'
So I picked up my guitar
I played what I was feelin'
I emptied out my heart
Bet you thought it'd be a sad one
About you bein' gone
But this ain't that song

Wonderin' why you left me
Been wonderin' where you're at
Hopin' that