Lyrics Breakin’ Up Down - Dustin Lynch

I ain't the best at findin' the best red
Dozen roses that steal your breath when I bring 'em home
And baby, you ain't too great at turnin' the page
Lettin' go of my little mistakes, safe to say we both
Got some room to grow, but if there's one thing we know

We got breakin' up down
You go to your mama's, I'll be goin' hard at the bar
Tryna forget all about you 'til Friday rolls around
And we're sayin' that we're sorry
It's funny how we are, we say goodbye, then, "Hey, you up?"
Make a mess, then make it up
We ain't got forever figured out, but we got breakin' up down
Yeah, we got breakin' up down

I wish that it was different, but
Girl, you're the G.O.A.T. of hittin' that open road
Packin' that little Honda Accord full of all your things
And I ain't too bad at tellin' you, "Don't come back"
There's no one better at lettin' you leave

Yeah, we got breakin' up down
You go to your mama's, I'll be goin' hard at the bar
Tryna forget all about you 'til Friday rolls around
And we're sayin' that we're sorry
It's funny how we are, we say goodbye, then, "Hey, you up?"
Make a mess, then make it up
We ain't got forever figured out, but we got breakin' up down

The teardrops and tail lights and "go to hells"
Then, "Hey, I've been missin' you again, baby"
I'd say we got breakin' up down
Yeah, we got breakin' up down

Yeah, we got breakin' up down
You go to your mama's, I'll be goin' hard at the bar
Tryna forget all about you 'til Friday rolls around
And we're sayin' that we're sorry
It's funny how we are, we say goodbye, then, "Hey, you up?"
Make a mess, then make it up
We ain't got forever figured out, but we got breakin' up down

Aw, yeah, aw, yeah
(We got breakin' up down)