| We had us something that fit like a glove
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| Like a good pair of jeans or old boots that ya love
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| Well she left, aw, I guess she wanted something new
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| So here I sit in this run down bar
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| Trying to get used to this ache in my heart
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| All it needs is some drinks and some neon moon
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| I’m breaking in this broken heart
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| I’m thinkin' it’s time to let the whiskey start
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| Knockin' the dust off of the jukebox and this dance floor
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| I’m taking this brand new bad goodbye
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| And I’m wearin' it out with a damn good time
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| I’m breakin' in a broken heart tonight
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| I called my buddies and they’re on their way
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| Hell, they never liked her anyway
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| And that blonde over there might help me forget
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| Yeah by the time this place is closing
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| It’s gonna go from broken to broke in
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| I’m breaking in this broken heart
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| I’m thinkin' it’s time to let the whiskey start
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| Knockin' the dust off of the jukebox and this dance floor
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| I’m taking this brand new bad goodbye
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| And I’m wearin' it out with a damn good time
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| I’m breakin' in a broken heart tonight
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| Yeah by the time this place is closing
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| It’s gonna go from broken to broke in
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| I’m breaking in this broken heart
|
| I’m thinkin' it’s time to let the whiskey start
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| Knockin' the dust off of the jukebox and this dance floor
|
| I’m taking this brand new bad goodbye
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| And I’m wearin' it out with a damn good time
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| I’m breakin' in a broken heart tonight
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| Yeah I’m breakin' in a broken heart tonight |