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I
know
I
said
I
wouldn't
call
And
I'll
block
your
number
out
my
phone
Find
some
way
to
forget
it
all
Get
a
little
used
to
doing
things
alone
I
know
I
said
I'll
move
on
Finally
get
you
off
my
chest
Every
time
I
try
get
you
gone
I
start
sipping
out
the
bottle
on
my
own
instead
The
bartender
making
last
calls
But
I
ain't
done
whiskey
burning
one
more
shot
I
still
ain't
forgot
it
all
Second
time
this
week
I've
been
cut
off
I
know
you
don't
believe
me
Girl
if
you
could
see
me
Trynna
stop
my
hands
picking
up
that
phone
I
would
stop
putting
down
one
more
round
after
all
Cause
I'm
making
you
my
last
call
I
know
I'm
used
to
jumping
the
gun
This
southern
head's
always
ready
to
blow
Girl
you
know
I
ain't
one
to
run
Yeah
I
would
follow
you
where
you
wanna
go
The
bartender
making
last
calls
But
I
ain't
done
whiskey
burning
one
more
shot
I
still
ain't
forgot
it
all
Second
time
this
week
I've
been
cut
off
I
know
you
don't
believe
me
Girl
if
you
could
see
me
Trynna
stop
my
hands
picking
up
that
phone
I
would
stop
putting
down
one
more
round
after
all
Cause
I'm
making
you
my
last
call
I've
seen
broken
hearts
in
all
these
bars
Dialling
numbers
in
She's
on
the
line
It's
me
tonight
Wishing
for
way
back
when
The
bartender
making
last
calls
But
I
ain't
done
whiskey
burning
one
more
shot
I
still
ain't
forgot
it
all
Second
time
this
week
I've
been
cut
off
I
know
you
don't
believe
me
Girl
if
you
could
see
me
Trynna
stop
my
hands
picking
up
that
phone
I
would
stop
putting
down
one
more
round
after
all
And
I
would
stop
putting
down
one
more
round
after
all
Cause
I'm
making
you
my
last
call
And
I'm
making
you
my
last
call
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