Our spot, two stools
Backs facing the room
No one was there
Just me and you
Dim lights, smoke smell
My feet stuck to the floor
You said in that corner
"I don't love you anymore"
Nothing good ever happens in that bar
I'll see you in there
Our spot, two fools
Why do I still want to leave with you?
My jaw hit the floor
When you asked for my keys back to your door
Warm night, cold words
The room was starting to blur
Thought you'd disappeared
You came back with two more beers
Nothing good ever happens in that bar
I'll see you in there
One more cigarette
This night I'll soon regret
Nothing you could say
Would make you less of a mistake
Another round, two shots
My heads gonna hurt a lot
Before I hailed a cab
I charged my drinks all on your tab
Nothing good ever happens in that bar
I'll see you in there
Nothing good ever happens in that bar
I'll see you in there