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[Verse 1]
There's a half-dead neon buzzing over me,
Bartender knows what I'm drinking before I speak,
Your goodbye's still sitting in the passenger seat,
And your memory's riding shotgun home with me.
I told my friends I'm doing alright,
Said I haven't thought about you in a couple nights,
But I've been wearing out this same old lie
Every time somebody asks me why.
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain't drunk enough to forget you,
Ain't sober enough not to try,
So pour another little bit of goodbye.
[Chorus]
I'm a last call liar,
Saying I don't want you anymore,
With a whiskey heart on fire
And my eyes stuck on that door.
Yeah, I swear I'm getting over you
Every Friday night,
Then I'm calling your number
By a quarter past two
Just to hear it ring one more time.
I'm a last call liar,
And, baby, you know why.
[Verse 2]
Got your picture buried somewhere in my phone,
Can't delete it, can't stand looking when I'm alone,
You moved on, heard you found somebody new,
Guess he's getting all the things I couldn't give to you.
Yeah, I got money in my pocket these days,
New truck sitting outside this place,
Funny how you can get everything you wanted
And still feel broke when one thing walks away.
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain't proud enough to blame you,
Ain't strong enough to say goodbye,
So pour another little bit of midnight.
[Chorus]
I'm a last call liar,
Saying I don't want you anymore,
With a whiskey heart on fire
And my eyes stuck on that door.
Yeah, I swear I'm getting over you
Every Friday night,
Then I'm calling your number
By a quarter past two
Just to hear it ring one more time.
I'm a last call liar,
And, baby, you know why.
[Bridge]
Maybe tomorrow I'll quit this place,
Maybe tomorrow I'll forget your face,
Maybe tomorrow won't hurt this bad...
But tomorrow ain't here yet.
So bartender, leave the bottle,
Turn that old jukebox up,
If she's happy without me,
Then tonight I don't wanna know too much.
[Breakdown]
Yeah, I'm good...
That's what I tell everybody.
I'm good...
That's what I tell myself.
But if I'm doing so damn good,
Why am I still sitting here
Drinking to somebody else?
[Final Chorus]
I'm a last call liar,
Saying I don't love you anymore,
While this whiskey climbs higher
And I'm staring at that door.
Yeah, tomorrow I'll get over you,
At least that's what I'll say tonight,
But I'm calling your number
By a quarter past two,
Hoping maybe this time you'll reply.
I'm a last call liar...
[Outro]
They turned the neon off,
Stacked the chairs up high,
Bartender said, "Go home, son."
I laughed and said, "I'm fine."
Yeah...
There I go lying
one more time.
Details
GeneratedSep 5, 2026
Duration4:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
Melodic country-pop with smoky vocals, pedal steel, 808 drums, warm harmonies, heartbreak hooks, and a neon barroom glow
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