Still Here

One, two, three, four

I'd be somewhere better with her
Somewhere in the sand instead of this dirt
Yeah, I'd have her hand in mine, have to world
Instead of the whiskey
There'd be love in these lonely eyes
Wouldn't be on the rocks about it every night
Yeah, I'd still be on that all time high
If she was still with me

I wouldn't be leaning on neon
Wouldn't need to keep on chasing that barstool buzz
Wouldn't be lying 'bout the lonely
Like they don't know me, sitting back trying to act tough
I wouldn't be down to the bottom of a bottle of bourbon
Drowning out, burning off a hell of a hurting, getting goodbye gone
And I wouldn't be getting there
Oh, if she was still here

We'd be tangled up in that bed
Getting lost in the dark, her head on my chest
Riding the night right up to the edge
It wouldn't be empty
We'd be talking 'bout making plans
Settling down and maybe buying some land
If I woulda stopped and put a rock on her hand
Then she'd still be with me

I wouldn't be leaning on neon
Wouldn't need to keep on chasing that barstool buzz
Wouldn't be lying 'bout the lonely
Like they don't know me, sitting back trying to act tough
I wouldn't be down to the bottom of a bottle of bourbon
Drowning out, burning off a hell of a hurting, getting goodbye gone
And I wouldn't be getting there
Oh, if she was still here
oh, yeah, if she was still here

I wouldn't be leaning on neon
Wouldn't need to keep on chasing that barstool buzz
Wouldn't be lying 'bout the lonely
Like they don't know me, sitting back trying to act tough
I wouldn't be down to the bottom of a bottle of bourbon
Drowning out, burning off a hell of a hurting, getting goodbye gone
And I wouldn't be getting there
Oh, if she was still here
Oh, if she was still here
Mm