Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bent stools, crooked cues
Same old faces, same bad news
Smoke hanging heavy on my shirt
Your goodbye still burning worse
Half-melted candles on the bar
Clock says midnight, heart says far
I keep staring at that swinging door
Like you might walk in once more
[Chorus]
One shot too many
One chance too few
Poured my pride in an empty glass
Instead of saying I need you
Now I’m drowning slow in this memory
Paying tabs I can’t redeem
One shot too many
For the man I swore I’d never be
[Verse 2]
Your lipstick on a coffee cup
In the sink when I gave up
Chased that anger, chased that high
Drove my ring into the sky
Now that neon cuts my eyes
Spells your name in crooked lines
Every toast they raise in here
Just lifts your voice back to my ear
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Bartender wipes down my mistakes
Like he can clear what my hands made
Says, “Son, go home, sleep this off”
But home ain’t home
Since you got lost
[Chorus]
Style
countrymodern barroom country ballad with male vocalswarm pedal steelbrushed snareand upright bass. verses stay intimate and lowmostly acoustic guitar and soft organ pad. chorus swells with stacked harmoniescrying steel swellsand a simplesing-along melody. subtle piano fills the gapswith a final chorus drop-to-vocal before the band comes back in for a wearyresigned outro.
Prompt
One Shot Too Many - about Smokey bars, neon lights and regret. Country genre
Credits
Prompt by
C_Young
C_YoungGeneratedDec 23, 2025
ModelAria v5
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