Don't try to find the perfect words, can't take the pain out of the hurt Hit me hard, baby, I can take it, it's your move, go on and make it Make it burn the whole way down, lay my six-foot-four inches out on the ground Yeah, tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover and want hell of a heartache So pour it all, buy me a shot of whiskey and shoot me straight I got some friends who'd love to go away somehow, a couple old friends to help me bid you farewell There's plenty of time for alcohol from happy hour to last call So do what you gotta do so I can get to getting over you Make it burn the whole way down, lay my six-foot-four inches out on the ground Yeah, tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover and want hell of a heartache So pour it all, buy me a shot of whiskey and shoot me straight Don't give me that salt, sugar, and lime, don't give me that comeback taste of this time Don't muddle it up, don't water it down, give me everything you got right here, right now Make it burn Make it burn the whole way down, lay my six-foot-four inches out on the ground Yeah, tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover and want hell of a heartache Pour it all, buy me a shot of whiskey and shoot me straight Shoot me straight Shoot me straight Shoot me straight Shoot me straight Shoot me straight Shoot me straight Shoot me straight Shoot me straight Shoot me straight