Between Tours

I couldn't even come to it
The party where you left your friends
You texted me from the cab
Said, "I don't want to live like that"

Who's gonna flinch first?
Who's gonna be, gonna be, gonna be broken?
I don't mind your overbite
Or when you're drunk and slurred (---)
You're something that I want so bad
But then you got ghosts in your house

I'm no winter, yeah I'm no winter rebound
Like my father used to say to me
"son there's not a whiskey that isn't cheap"
Like the women that have raised me strong
There's no shame in saying I was wrong

I couldn't wait to get home and write
How we both couldn't sleep those nights
I always knew it'd be a struggle
To keep you close and hold you tight

I tried to sneak through the backdoor
I couldn't figure out the keys
God damn I was so close
To dropping down on my knees
And giving up on it

You said it would take happy hour
It took the whole damn day
You get drunk and tell me how you really feel
Let's be real, this love is kinda crazy