The devil on my shoulder
The angel, at the bar
My heart is reaching for the door
But he won't get very far
Tobacco stains on my fingertips
A lil' blood on my shirt
The bottle I got is almost dry
So tonight I won't feel the hurt
It's one round, for the heartache
The second one for my black eye
You try to tell me, I should be leavin'
I won't be taking home my pride
An empty holster on my hip
My gun is now with Gus
He kicked my ass in a game of stud
With his straight flush
The bottom of my empty glass
Is singing' right back at me
"You wouldn't take another sip,
If you gave a shit 'bout me"
It's one round, for the heartache
The second one for my black eye
You try to tell me, I should be leavin'
I won't be taking home my pride
It's one round, for the heartache
The second one for my black eye
You try to tell me, I should be leavin'
I won't be taking home my pride
I won't be taking home my pride
No tonight I'll say goodbye to my pride