Backwards spin.

[Intro] [Verse 1] A cowboy sits in a dim hotel room, One boot on the bed, the other tuned to gloom. A cold beer whispers, the jukebox heartache hums, His wife, his truck, his dog—all gone like setting suns. He lifts the needle, lets the vinyl spin reverse, Hopes the past might bend or curse. [Chorus] Oh, backwards spin, unravel the pain, Turn "goodbye" to "hello" in a dusty refrain. A lonesome man prays through the crackle and hiss, For a second chance sealed with a whiskey-kiss. [Verse 2] Three knocks cut the silence, sharp as a spur, There she stands—his ghost, his cure. Keys in her hand, the dog at her heel, Truck idlin’ outside, like time stood still. She says, "Honey, this road don’t end at a bar, Come home—the stars ain’t meant to be rode this far." [Chorus] Oh, backwards spin, unravel the pain, Turn "goodbye" to "hello" in a dusty refrain. A lonesome man prays through the crackle and hiss, For a second chance sealed with a whiskey-kiss. [Bridge] The record’s magic ain’t in the grooves, but the grievin’, A broken man’s plea to rewrite the leavin’. Now he knows love’s a song that won’t fade to black, If you play it backwards—you just might get it back. [Outro]