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Whiskey in reverse

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-sayin', "I'm leavin'"
I'd be pullin' my fist from the drywall
Watchin' my bloody knuckles start healin'
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-sayin', "I'm leavin'"
I'd be pullin' my fist from the drywall
Watchin' my bloody knuckles start healin'
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 come back to me

You'd be backin' in the driveway
You'd be un-sayin', "I'm leavin'"
I'd be pullin' my fist from the drywall
Watchin' my bloody knuckles start healin'
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