Reff :
I Don't Know Why They Call It Happy Hour
Cause I'm Here Feeling Bad
Drinking Whiskey But I'm Sour
Cause She Ain't Coming Back
And I'm Looking 'Round The Bar
Half Drunk And Half Mad
Cause They Call It Happy Hour
But Everybody In Here Is Sad..
So Sad..
It's Sunny And It's Seventy Five
What The Hell Am I Doing Here
Staring At A Half Lit Neon Sign
And I Don't Even Like That Beer
It's Like Nobody
Wants To Be In This Place..
Oh But Nobody Wants To Go Home
Ain't It Funny How We're All
In Here Together
But We're All Sittin' All Alone
Reff :
So I Don't Know
Why They Call It Happy Hour
Cause I'm Here Feeling Bad
Drinking Whiskey But I'm Sour
Cause She Ain't Coming Back
And I'm Looking 'Round The Bar
Half Drunk And Half Mad
Cause They Call It Happy Hour
But Everybody In Here Is Sad..
So Sad..
All The Drunks Drink For Cheap
Shit That's What They Should Call It
All Got Somewhere To Be
But We're All Alcoholics
So We Numb All The Pain
While The Sun's Still In The Sky
But Damn What's More Depressing
Than A Fucking Hangover At Night.. Yeah
My Stupid Ex Got Me Blocked
I Got Some Bills That Ain't Paid
I Got A Truck In The Shop (Oooh)
Ain't Got No Smile On My Face
Yeah We Might Save A Few Bucks
But That Ain't Saving Our Soul
So I Don't Know, I Don't Know, I Don't Know
Reff :
I Don't Know Why They Call It Happy Hour
Cause I'm Here Feeling Bad
Drinking Whiskey But I'm Sour
Cause She Ain't Coming Back
And I'm Looking 'Round The Bar
Half Drunk And Half Mad
Cause They Call It Happy Hour
But Everybody In Here Is Sad.. (Sad..)
So Sad..
Everybody In Here Is Sad.. (Sad..)..
So Sad.. (Sad..)
