Better Than My Heart-Luke Bryan
I'm feeling kind of banged up Slow out of the bed
Neon noise and honky-tonk wine ringing in my head
Last night I saw your car
I overheard your name
Pulled my hat down low,
wouldn't want you to know
I was in this shape
Now these old beer bones
Are like a rusty old plow
These cigarette eyes are 'Bout to burn out
But they're still doing better
Better than my heart
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile
But they're still doing better
Better than my heart
You filled it with your love
Then you drained it out
Sometimes I think you built it up Just to break it down
Now all that's really left Is an emptiness inside
A river running cold,
memories growing old Dying right there on the vine
Now these old beer bones
Are like a rusty old plow
These cigarette eyes are ‘Bout to burn out
But they're still doing better
Better than my heart
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile
But they're still doing better
Better than my heart
Now these old beer bones
Are like a rusty old plow
These cigarette eyes are 'Bout to burn out
But they're still doing better
Better than my heart
These whiskey worn lips can't muster up a smile
The soles on my boots have walked their last mile
But they're still doing better
Better than my heart
Yeah, they're still doing better
Better than my heart Better than my heart