Looking back I see a million little things that wrecked us
She never liked my pick up truck parked up beside her Lexus
And I never wore them khaki's like she asked me
Just trashy old blue jeans, old skoal ring
She packed up her Chanel, said "go to [C7]hell", taught me a lesson
And now as far as she's concerned I'm in a deep and [Bm]dark depression
But it's happy hour drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey sours for [Dm7]a pack of cougars
I know I should be [Am]sadder but it all [Em]seems silly
'Cause my [A]good buddy went and [Bm]hooked me up with some willie
Girl, I know a breakup ain't supposed to [C7]be [Am]fun
But I'm here at happy hour, happy ours is done, yeah
And I know she'll hear about my [A]'paint the town ɾed' gallivanting
And she'll think I thought of her curves when I found that gal to [C7]dance with
And she'll tell her friends I'm faking, my [A]hearts breaking, time will take away my [A]grin
But I'm winning every bar I stumble in
But it's happy hour drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey sours for [Dm7]a pack of cougars
I know I should be [Am]sadder but it all [Em]seems silly
'Cause my [A]good buddy went and [Bm]hooked me up with some willy
Girl, I know a breakup ain't supposed to [C7]be [Am]fun
But I'm here at happy hour, happy ours is done
Well it'll make her feel much better if she thinks my [A]life is hell
So tell her ever since she left me it's like [F]time is standing still
And it's happy hour drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey sours for [Dm7]a pack of cougars
I know I should be [Am]sadder but it all [Em]seems silly
'Cause my [A]good buddy went and [Bm]hooked me up with some willy
Girl, I know a breakup ain't supposed to [C7]be [Am]fun
But I'm here at happy hour, happy ours is done
Yeah, I'm here at happy hour, happy ours is done, yeah
