Letras
Oh, oh, hmm
"Look, you're not the one for me," it's what she said that night
Look, you train too much, you always try to start a fight
Sometimes getting dumb, there's a hardest thing to go through
It might hurt like hell tonight, but in the morning
He knows what he's gotta do
Luke combs his hair, walks down the stairs
Acts like she was never there
Looks in the mirror, says, "What's up?"
Grabs his keys and gets in his truck
He gets off at five, heads to the bar
Plays some sad songs on his guitar
Drive back home and tries to pretend that he don't care
6 a.m. walks to the bathroom in his underwear
And Luke combs his hair
Luke tried not to text that girl, that's what he tells himself
But there ain't much a boy can do when he's been going through hell
Luke combs his hair, walks down the stairs
Acts like she was never there
Looks in the mirror, says, "What's up?"
Grabs his keys and gets in his truck
He gets off at five, heads to the bar
Plays some sad songs on his guitar
Drive back home and tries to pretend that he don't care
6 a.m. walks to the bathroom in his underwear
And Luke combs his hair
He been tryna put a hat on
That pretty girl, she gonna be gone
Still gonna be gone
When Luke combs his hair, walks down the stairs
Acts like she was never there
Looks in the mirror, says, "What's up?"
Grabs his keys, gets in his truck
He gets off at five, heads to the bar
Plays some sad songs on his guitar
Drive back home, tries to pretend that he don't care
6 a.m. walks to the bathroom in his underwear
We're coming in and he realizes nothing's stale
And tries to comb his hair
Tries to comb his hair