Letras
Driving 'round in circles while the sunset's pink and purple
Wish I could turn it off just like the radio
'Cause that watercolor sky hits like a heartbreak souvenir
How the hell'd I get from her to here?
I pull into a parking lot of some little "No one knows me" spot
Sit down at the bar and bum a smoke
By the time I light it up that first whiskey glass was clear
How the hell'd I get from her to here?
If I knew she was gonna call my bluff
I would've wrapped my stubborn arms around her instead of acting tough
If I knew she wasn't gonna hit the brakes
I'd chased her down the drive, not watch her drive away
They're 'bout to turn the neon off, I'm barely hanging in on the rocks
I leave my truck and catch a ride back home
Start replaying old voicemails with the phone up to my ear
How the hell'd I get from her to here?
If I knew she was gonna call my bluff
I would've wrapped my stubborn arms around her instead of acting tough
If I knew she wasn't gonna hit the brakes
I'd chased her down the drive, not watch her drive away
I slip off my boots and stumble in, sleep out on the couch again
I know I'll feel like shit come tomorrow
But those sheets upstairs are colder than that lonely last call beer
How the hell'd I get from her to here?
Oh, how the hell'd I get from her to here?