作词 : Justin Ebach/Tucker Wetmore/Jacob Hackworth
作曲 : Justin Ebach/Tucker Wetmore/Jacob Hackworth
Usually see her with some sauvignon blanc in her glass
Sipping slow down, she ain't out tipping it back
But if you see her out tonight, she'll be flirting with Jack
Yeah, and l'm the only one to blame
Ain't the 90 proof type but tonight it'll work
Anything to numb the pain or to drown out the hurt
Tried to tell her 'bout my kind, and boy, did she learn
I just ain't the type of soul you save
But she tried
And i did
What l do best
I took a good thing and l turned it into goodbye
Took the fire in her eyes, put it on ice
Turned that angel's world upside down
Dipped her wings in Tennessee brown
I turned her callin' me into callin' me a mistake
Turned her heart of gold into a heartbreak
lf I was her, l'd damn sure hate me
I turned her love into pain and her wine into whiskey
She said
I was misunderstood but l proved her wrong
l'm the same old me that l've been all along
Now she's lookin' for some peace in a bottle of strong
Me and number seven gettin gone
I took a good thing and l turned it into goodbye
Took the fire in her eyes, put it on ice
Turned that angel's world upside down
Dipped her wings in Tennessee brown
I turned her callin' me into callin' me a mistake
Turned her heart of gold into a heartbreak
lf I was her, l'd damn sure hate me
I turned her love into pain and her wine into whiskey
Yeah, she tried
And l did
What l do best
I took a good thing and l turned it into goodbye
Took the fire in her eyes, put it on ice
Turned that angel's world upside down
Dipped her wings in Tennessee brown
I turned her callin' me into callin' me a mistake
Turned her heart of gold into a heartbreak
If l was her, l'd damn sure hate me
I turned her love into pain and her wine into whiskey