[Verse]
A Bm
It’s the end of the night and I’ve got this broken heart
D A
Thanks to Ben Nichols and rye on the rocks I’m falling apart
[Chorus]
Bm D
The lights are all coming up
Bm D
Bartender wants to go home
Bm D
I ain’t got a shot in the dark and I know
A Bm D
So I’ll write my own Lucero song
[Verse]
A Bm
Driving ain’t smart but I’ve never stood here accused
D A
Of knowing when to shut up when I’m wrong or the right thing to do
Bm D
Remember to stop at the reds
Bm D
And don’t try to answer my phone
Bm D
Nobody’s gonna bother to call anyway
A Bm D
So I’ll write my own Lucero song
[Bridge]
Bm A
Here comes the part where I know that we’re through
D A
And I’m drinking to get myself by
D A
I’d tell you I ain’t had a problem before
G D
But we both know that’s a lie
Bm D
Hell, everybody knows that’s a lie
[Chorus]
Bm D
The lights are all coming up
Bm D
Bartender wants to go home
Bm D
I ain’t got a shot in the dark and I know
A Bm D
So I’ll write my own Lucero song
[Outro]
A Bm
It’s the end of the night and I’ve got this broken heart
D A
Thanks to Ben Nichols and rye on the rocks I’m falling apart