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