865

865 - Morgan Wallen

Lyrics by：John Byron/Blake Pendergrass

Composed by：John Byron/Blake Pendergrass

Jack D there's a seven on the label

One glass on the living room table

Phone face down church up loud

Was trying to drown you out tonight

But first sip I could feel you on my shoulder

The Tennessee heat had me feelin' colder

Thought a drink would get you off my mind but

This bottle tastes like 865-409-1021

Yeah one last time don't think twice

Girl just pick it up and come over

Give the bedroom door a little closure

I know I told you I wouldn't call and I tried

But this bottle tastes like 865

409-1021

This bottle tastes like 865

409-1021

You might think I don't really want you with me

You might tell me to empty out my whiskey

Or try changing what I'm holdin' in my hand

Try another liquor try another brand

But it don't matter

If I got my lips on a different drink on a different night

Yeah the second that I take a sip all I'm gonna think is

This bottle tastes like 865-409-1021

Yeah one last time don't think twice

Girl just pick it up and come over

Give the bedroom door a little closure

I know I told you I wouldn't call and I tried

But this bottle tastes like 865

409-1021

This bottle tastes like 865

409-1021

Thought a drink would get you off my mind

I ain't sayin' I love you but I might 'cause

This bottle tastes like 865-409-1021

Yeah one last time don't think twice

Girl just pick it up and come over

Give the bedroom door a little closure

I know I told you I wouldn't call and I tried

But this bottle tastes like 865

409-1021

This bottle tastes like 865

409-1021

This bottle tastes like 865

409-1021

This bottle tastes like 865

409-1021