A little bit of bourbon and a broken neon sign
Once again I'm ridin' shotgun
To everything that's on my mind
Just a bartender to tell my troubles to
Well I just haven't found a way to say that I'm so in love with you
You could hear it in my voice, see it on my face
You left me with no choice but to leave you... the chase

Flight 35 in the pourin' rain,
a leopard skin suitcase, and a pocket of change
Last I heard she left for Dallas, so I'm checking every motel in sight
This pickup truck, it ain't fast enough,
no we had our problems when times were tough
I just can't believe your leaving over 3 words I couldn't say last night
You could hear it in my voice, see it on my face
You left me with no choice but to leave you...
With a little tequila and a broken neon sign,
just a bartender tell you what was on my mind
He said you could hear it in his voice, see it on his face
You left him with no choice but to leave you the chase