Clocked out late from a thankless day
Same shit job, same shit pay
Thought 'bout home, and all her lies
We tried like hell but love ran dry
Passed that flower shop on Main
A single rose to ease the pain
But standinā there made me shake
It's not enough, for what's at stake.
Fights in the kitchen, tears in bed
Words that hurt, things unsaid
A rose canāt fix what whiskey made
And baby, I aināt the man I swore Iād stay
Yeah, I picked up Four Roses instead
Straight bourbon for the words left unsaid
I said, āBabe, I brought some roses homeā
She saw the bottle, turned to stone
Cursed my name, slammed the door
She aināt cominā back no more
House is quiet, lights down low
Just me and that bottle, pourinā slow
Her shadow's dancin' on the wall
And I canāt stop the memories at all
One sip burns, two's down smooth
Three's when I start missinā you
Four... well hell, thatās where I stayed
Drunk on pride and my mistakes
Yeah, I picked up Four Roses to numb the f***t
Thought whiskey would make me feel alright
She needed real flowers, not 90 proof
Now I'm all alone with my amber truth
I'm sittin' where she used to stay
Just me and these four wrong bouquets