A Bm It’s the end of the night and I’ve got this broken heartD A Thanks to Ben Nichols and rye on the rocks I’m falling apart [Chorus]Bm D The lights are all coming upBm D Bartender wants to go homeBm D I ain’t got a shot in the dark and I knowA Bm D So I’ll write my own Lucero song [Verse]A Bm Driving ain’t smart but I’ve never stood here accusedD A Of knowing when to shut up when I’m wrong or the right thing to doContinúa después del anuncioBm D Remember to stop at the redsBm D And don’t try to answer my phoneBm D Nobody’s gonna bother to call anywayA Bm D So I’ll write my own Lucero song [Bridge]Bm A Here comes the part where I know that we’re throughD A And I’m drinking to get myself byD A I’d tell you I ain’t had a problem beforeG D But we both know that’s a lieBm D Hell, everybody knows that’s a lie [Chorus]Bm D The lights are all coming upBm D Bartender wants to go homeBm D I ain’t got a shot in the dark and I knowA Bm D So I’ll write my own Lucero song [Otro]A Bm It’s the end of the night and I’ve got this broken heartD A Thanks to Ben Nichols and rye on the rocks I’m falling apart
Lucero Song
Matt Woods
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