Coming Home To

She said, "Boy, you're actin' like an alcoholic”

After every fight, you're goin' 5 o'clock, yeah

Come down to the bar, get the numb in your heart

Let me tell you, that won't get you very far

Against my better judgement, I pulled out of the drive

Went down to the dive, a couple hours go by

Faded as them old faded lights

I can't believe my eyes

She left the 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot

Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swingin' hot

Never seen so much red up in them baby blues

Said, "It's leave with me or stay here with your 80 proof"

Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose

I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to

Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to

Yeah, it's 2 a.m.

The house was empty as a bottle I was sippin' on

I guess she meant it when she said she was gettin' gone

Yeah, it's lookin' 'bout as bad as it gets

You damn near should've seen it when

She left the 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot

Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swingin' hot

Never seen so much red up in them baby blues

Said, "It's leave with me or stay here with your 80 proof"

Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose

I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to

Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to

Whiskey, whiskey on the wall

What's gonna get this broken boy?

The drunkest of 'em all, I'm singin'

Whiskey, whiskey on the shelf

What's gonna get this broken boy?

About all this stuff, she left a 4Runner–

She left the 4Runner runnin' in the parking lot

Came through them swingin' doors, pissed off, swingin' hot

Never seen so much red up in them baby blues

Said, "It's leave with me or stay here with your 80 proof"

Yeah, boy, it's up to you, if whiskey's what you choose

I can tell you, you won't be comin' home to

Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to

Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to

Won't be comin' home to, home to, home to