When the neon light that lit up your nights keep bringing you down and The sweet whiskey that stole all your dreams as you tried not to drown Now your stuck in your head heavy with dread as you pray for a new town Keep getting high as hell, sittin' you ass in jail as you finally come down When losing love just becomes another sad song and You'd rather feel right than deal with what is wrong And the cheap bar fights that thrilled your night don't happen no more and The fat bar men from your wet den put your mug up on the door So you cry in defeat shuffle down to Pete's Wine, Liquor & More Cuz all your sin cost you all your friends all the love you had before When losing love just becomes another sad song and You'd rather feel right than deal with what is wrong When losing love just becomes another sad song and You'd rather feel right than deal with what is wrong