| You’re hand was wrapped around the bottle
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| You’re arm wrapped around her waist
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| You were running that full throttle
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| Big smile upon your face
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| You were the life of the party
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| But it was only in your mind
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| I hate to be the one to tell you
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| You didn’t have a good time
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| Well I bet you don’t remember
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| Knelling in that bathroom stall
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| Praying for salvation
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| And cursing alcohol
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| And you went right back to drinking
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| Like everything was fine
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| But let’s be honest with each other
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| You didn’t have a good time
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| So take a good hard look in the mirror
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| And drink that image down
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| I’m truth that you can’t run from
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| I’m the conscience you can’t drown
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| And the happiness you want so bad
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| You ain’t gonna find
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| Until you start believing
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| You didn’t have a good time
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| When you woke up this morning
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| I guess you just assumed
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| That you got something out of The empty bottles in this room
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| There ain’t an angel that can save you
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| Whyen you’re listening to the wine
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| And the demons want to tell you
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| You didn’t have a good time
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| (Chorus)
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| Somebody had to tell you
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| You didn’t have a good time |