Lyrics Whiskey In Reverse - Morgan Wallen
                                                I'm 
                                                sittin' 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                rerun 
                                                couch
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lookin' 
                                                'round 
                                                at 
                                                an 
                                                empty 
                                                house
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hungover 
                                                tryin' 
                                                to 
                                                figure 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                how 
                                                the 
                                                hell 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                got 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can't 
                                                blame 
                                                it 
                                                on 
                                                Colorado
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tanqueray 
                                                no 
                                                reposado
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                try 
                                                but 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                sure
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can't 
                                                blame 
                                                it 
                                                on 
                                                ice-cold 
                                                beer
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                an 
                                                empty 
                                                Jack 
                                                bottle 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                coffee 
                                                cup
 
                                    
                                
                                                Did 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                more 
                                                hurt 
                                                than 
                                                good
 
                                    
                                
                                                Girl, 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                fill 
                                                it 
                                                back 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                could
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                be 
                                                backin' 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                driveway
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                be 
                                                unsaying, 
                                                "I'm 
                                                leaving"
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                be 
                                                pullin' 
                                                my 
                                                fist 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                drywall
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watchin' 
                                                my 
                                                bloody 
                                                knuckles 
                                                start 
                                                healing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                have 
                                                    a 
                                                worst 
                                                enemy
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                be 
                                                unslammin' 
                                                that 
                                                bedroom 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                It'd 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                better 
                                                version 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    I 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be, 
                                                like 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                before
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                bags 
                                                are 
                                                packed 
                                                and 
                                                your 
                                                keys 
                                                were 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                purse
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                drink 
                                                whiskey 
                                                in 
                                                reverse
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                keep 
                                                turnin' 
                                                back 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                my 
                                                17-self
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                pull 
                                                of 
                                                that 
                                                stuff
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                lead 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                leavin', 
                                                    I 
                                                would've 
                                                drank 
                                                anything 
                                                else
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                but 
                                                that 
                                                ain't 
                                                the 
                                                case
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                took 
                                                it 
                                                down 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                wild-eyed 
                                                country 
                                                boy 
                                                would
 
                                    
                                
                                                Girl, 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                fill 
                                                it 
                                                back 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                could
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                be 
                                                backin' 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                driveway
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                be 
                                                unsaying, 
                                                "I'm 
                                                leaving"
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                be 
                                                pullin' 
                                                my 
                                                fist 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                drywall
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watchin' 
                                                my 
                                                bloody 
                                                knuckles 
                                                start 
                                                healing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                have 
                                                    a 
                                                worst 
                                                enemy
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                be 
                                                un-slammin' 
                                                that 
                                                bedroom 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                It'd 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                better 
                                                version 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    I 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be, 
                                                like 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                before
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                bags 
                                                are 
                                                packed 
                                                and 
                                                your 
                                                keys 
                                                were 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                purse
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                drink 
                                                whiskey 
                                                in 
                                                reverse
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                    a 
                                                damn 
                                                shame
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sun 
                                                don't 
                                                set 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                east
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                that's 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                ever 
                                                come 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                be 
                                                backin' 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                driveway
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                be 
                                                unsaying, 
                                                "I'm 
                                                leaving"
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                be 
                                                pullin' 
                                                my 
                                                fist 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                drywall
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watchin' 
                                                my 
                                                bloody 
                                                knuckles 
                                                start 
                                                healing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                have 
                                                    a 
                                                worst 
                                                enemy
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                be 
                                                un-slammin' 
                                                that 
                                                bedroom 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                It'd 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                better 
                                                version 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    I 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be, 
                                                like 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                before
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                bags 
                                                are 
                                                packed 
                                                and 
                                                your 
                                                keys 
                                                are 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                purse
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                drink 
                                                whiskey 
                                                in 
                                                reverse
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 I'm The Problem
2 Just In Case
3 I Got Better
4 Love Somebody
5 Superman
6 Smile
7 What I Want
8 Lies Lies Lies
9 I'm A Little Crazy
10 Interlude
11 Falling Apart
12 Skoal, Chevy, and Browning
13 Eyes Are Closed
14 Kick Myself
15 20 Cigarettes
16 TN
17 Missing
18 Where'd That Girl Go
19 Genesis
20 Revelation
21 Number 3 and Number 7
22 Kiss Her In Front Of You
23 If You Were Mine
24 Don't We
25 Come Back As A Redneck
26 Dark Til Daylight
27 The Dealer
28 Leavin's The Least I Could Do
29 Jack and Jill
30 I Ain't Comin' Back
31 Nothin' Left
32 Drinking Til It Does
33 Working Man's Song
34 Whiskey In Reverse
35 Crazy Eyes
36 LA Night
37 Miami
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