Dive Bar

(One, two)
I’m sure that you all heard this one before
A story about a girl who’s always looking for more
Been with a lot of guys, I wouldn’t call her a _____ (gasp)
She just isn’t that type, she’s just quick at moving forward
And everybody likes to judge her all the time
Talking behind her back, even the ones that’s by her side
But they don’t really know the way she feel inside
They don’t really know

She’s always at the same dive bar, drinking the same ol’
Tequila sour, telling her friends that she don’t love her boyfriend anymore
Wish she can tell him but she doesn’t have the heart
And every time somebody walks on through the door
She swings her head over her
Cold shoulders, wondering what she’ll find
Somebody just for the night or for the rest of her life
She doesn’t even know anymore
(Know anymore)
(Know anymore)

And everybody likes to judge her all the time
Talking behind her back, even the ones that’s by her side
But they don’t really know the way she feel inside
They don’t really know

She’s always at the same dive bar, drinking the same ol’
Tequila sour, telling her friends that she don’t love her boyfriend anymore
Wish she can tell him but she doesn’t have the heart
And every time somebody walks on through the door
She swings her head over her
Cold shoulders, wondering what she’ll find
Somebody just for the night or for the rest of her life
She doesn’t even know anymore
(Know anymore)