Capo 4th fret
Standard (EADGBE)
I was looking lost it was cold outside
The whiskey rocks how you caught my eye
My red lips painted, all dressed in black
I needed something to bring me back
You knew the play and we danced all night
But something wasnt right
So Ill c u next Tuesday
If I ever get desperate
Or Im so beyond faded
Just said Ill c u next Tuesday
Kinda nice how this morning I wont sit around waiting
And Im not just being cold Im just watching you pretend
Like your heart is on your sleeve when I know you have a girlfriend
Ill c u next Tuesday
Oh, Oh
You dont call and you wont admit
The lies you spin for your power trip
I just cant take you seriously
When all you send is a text to me
So Ill be gone when the morning comes
Lets not pretend its love
Chorus
I dont want anything from this
I got your number dont call me Ill call you if I need a hit
Ohhhh
I dont need drama from this
I know you got a girl and I dont need a dude on my s***
No