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GOTTA WAKE UP, GET UP, GET OUTTA BED
WHILE HER HURTIN’, WORDS GO, ROUND IN MY HEAD
SHE THREW HER CLOTHES, AND  ALL SHE OWNED IN A SKY BLUE CADILLAC 
AN’  I KNOW…THAT THIS TIME..WELL SHE AIN'T TURNIN' BACK 
 
THIS AIN’T NO WHISKEY IN YOUR COFFEE KIND OF MORNING.
THAT AIN’T NO POTION STRONG ENOUGH TO KILL THE PAIN
WHEN YOU’RE FULL UP WITH REGRET
AN’ YOU’RE TRYIN TO FORGET
IT’S A COFFEE… IN YOUR WHISKEY… KIND OF DAY
 
JUST TO KEEP THIS, CRAZY HEART FROM BREAKIN'
GOT TO FAKE IT, TAKE A, LITTLE DRASTIC ACTION
I DON’T WANT TO FEEL NO TEARS OR HEAR NO LAME ASS ALIBI 
CAUSE I KNOW… WHEN THAT SUN GOES… THEY’LL BE NO… SLEEP TONIGHT
 
THIS AIN’T NO WHISKEY IN YOUR COFFEE KIND OF MORNING.
THAT AIN’T NO POTION STRONG ENOUGH TO KILL THE PAIN
WHEN YOUR FULL UP WITH REGRET
AND YOU’RE TRYIN TO FORGET
IT’S A COFFEE… IN YOUR WHISKEY… KIND OF DAY
 
AINT’ NO DO AROUND, GOIN’ DOWN, TO THE COLD SOUND OF GOODBYE
IT’S A CRYIN SHAME, WHEN YOU HOLD THE BLADE,  THAT CUT THE TIES THAT BIND
GOT TO FIND A WAY,  TO ERASE THIS DAY, IF I HAVE TO LIVE A LIE
SO WHY POUND A FEW, WHEN YA KNOW THE TRUTH, 
THE BOTTLE AIN'T NO FRIEND MINE
 
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