Good Tequila Is Bad

Yeah…

Uh huh…

That bottle got a hold on me again

(Whoa)

I walked in clean with a fist full of cash

One shot later now I’m talkin’ too fast

Bartender smirks when he slides me the gold

Smooth burn medicine straight for the soul

Got a bad reputation all over this town

Good intentions every time I throw ‘em down

Phone full of numbers I don’t wanna see

But tequila keeps whisperin’ “one more for me”

And I know where this goes

But I still raise it high

Every warning sign glows

Still I’m yellin’ “another round tonight!”

Good tequila is bad for me

Makes my bad ideas feel legendary

Turns one drink into twenty-three

And every damn bad choice feels heavenly

Good tequila is bad for me

But the burn feels better than therapy

If trouble’s waitin’, pour it fast

Good tequila is bad…

So I keep drinkin’ good tequila bad

(Hey!)

(Whoa-oh)

Woke up sideways in a cheap motel

Boots on fire and my truck ain’t well

Boss left messages I never called back

Somebody spray-painted my name on a tab

Ex said, “boy you never gonna learn”

I laughed and ordered somethin’ top shelf burned

Salt on my hand, lime in my teeth

Livin’ like tomorrow ain’t lookin’ for me

Yeah

One more shot got me feelin’ immortal

Talkin’ too loud at the edge of a bar stool

Whole night blurry like a fistfight photo

Cash gone fast but I’m still yellin’ “pour more!”

Bills stack up while the jukebox screams

Every bad decision tastes smooth and clean

I know damn well this road gets rough

But that añejo got me thinkin’ I’m tough

(Uh!)

Every crash and burn

Every bridge in flames

I swear I’m done

Then I do it again

Good tequila is bad for me

Makes my bad ideas feel legendary

Turns one drink into twenty-three

And every damn bad choice feels heavenly

Good tequila is bad for me

But the burn feels better than therapy

If trouble’s waitin’, pour it fast

Good tequila is bad…

So I keep drinkin’ good tequila bad

(Whoa-oh)

(Hey!)

Maybe someday I’ll slow this down

Maybe someday I’ll leave this town

But tonight that bottle’s callin’ my name

And I already lost this game

Good tequila is bad for me

But bad never felt so damn good to me

Raise ‘em high till the lights go black

Good tequila is bad…

And I ain’t takin’ it back

(Whoa-oh!)

Yeah!