Whiskey In Reverse Lyrics – Morgan Wallen

Read the complete Whiskey In Reverse Lyrics by Morgan Wallen along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Morgan Wallen’s music, you can also explore LA Night and Miami, two other songs by Morgan Wallen.

[Verse 1]
I’m sitting on a rerun couch
Looking ’round at an empty house
Hungover, trying to figure out
Just how the hell that I got here
Can’t blame it on Colorado
Tanqueray, no reposado
I could try but I know that I sure
Can’t blame it on ice cold beer

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s an empty Jack bottle by the coffee cup
Did a lot more hurt than good
Girl, I know that I can’t fill it back up
But if I could

[Chorus]
You’d be backing in the driveway
You’d be un-saying, “I’m leaving”
I’d be pulling my fist from the drywall
Watching my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn’t have a worst enemy
I’d be un-slamming that bedroom door
It’d be a better version of me
Like I used to be, like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys were in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse

[Verse 2]
If I could keep turning back time
To my seventeen-self
And tell me the first pull of that stuff
Will lead you to leaving
I would’ve drank anything else

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, but that ain’t the case

I took it down like a wild-eyed country boy would
Girl and I know I can’t fill it back up
But if I could

[Chorus]
You’d be backing in the driveway
You’d be un-saying, “I’m leaving”
I’d be pulling my fist from the drywall
Watching my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn’t have a worst enemy
I’d be un-slamming that bedroom door
It’d be a better version of me
Like I used to be, like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys were in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse

[Bridge]
It’s a damn shame, the sun don’t set in the East
‘Cause that’s the only way, you’d come back to me

[Chorus]
You’d be backing in the driveway
You’d be un-saying, “I’m leaving”
I’d be pulling my fist from the drywall
Watching my bloody knuckles start healing
I wouldn’t have a worst enemy
I’d be un-slamming that bedroom door
It’d be a better version of me
Like I used to be, like I was before
Your bags are packed and your keys were in your purse
If I could drink whiskey in reverse