More songs by Jordan Davis
Description
Additional Engineer, Producer: Derek Wells
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: Josh Ditty
Second Engineer: Austin Brown
Additional Engineer, Background Vocalist: Trey Keller
Mastering Engineer: Joe Causey
Digital Editing Engineer: Louis Remenapp
Vocalist: Jordan Davis
Production Coordinator: Mike "Frog" Griffith
Production Coordinator: Rose Hutcheson
Composer Lyricist: Travis Wood
Composer Lyricist: Steve Moakler
Composer Lyricist: Mark Holman
Composer Lyricist: Emily Reid
Lyrics and translation
Original
That beer ain't getting any colder. And I don't know who it's waiting for.
You keep checking over your shoulder.
Like somebody's about to walk through the door. Yeah, I bet he's got a real good excuse.
But right now I wouldn't wanna be in his boots. I'm looking at what he's got to lose.
Sitting all alone tonight. Look, I ain't saying I'm an angel. Baby if you can't tell.
No, I ain't the take you home to mama type. And I ain't saying he's a bad guy.
All I know is that guy musta up and lost his mind tonight.
'Cause you're down to the ice in that drink he didn't buy. I'm here and he's MIA. That ain't no kinda love.
I ain't saying I'm the one. I'm just saying he sure as hell ain't.
He sure as hell ain't. He sure as hell ain't. He sure as hell ain't.
Judging by the way you just smiled. I ain't telling you nothing you don't already know.
He let you down, but is he upside?
I can give you move on, somewhere to go. I ain't trying to change that Miss to a
Mrs. But he don't know what he's missing, girl listen. I ain't saying I'm an angel.
Baby if you can't tell. No, I ain't the take you home to mama type.
And I ain't saying he's a bad guy. All I know is that guy musta up and lost his mind tonight.
'Cause you're down to the ice in that drink he didn't buy. I'm here and he's
MIA. That ain't no kinda love. I ain't saying I'm the one.
I'm just saying he sure as hell ain't. He sure as hell ain't.
He sure as hell ain't.
Yeah, I bet he's got a real good excuse. But right now I wouldn't wanna be in his boots.
I'm looking at what he's got to lose. Sitting all alone tonight.
Look, I ain't saying I'm an angel. Baby if you can't tell.
No, I ain't the take you home to mama type. And I ain't saying he's a bad guy.
All I know is that guy musta up and lost his mind tonight.
'Cause you're down to the ice in that drink he didn't buy. I'm here and he's MIA. That ain't no kinda love.
I ain't saying I'm the one. I'm just saying he sure as hell ain't. He sure as hell ain't.
He sure as hell ain't. He sure as hell ain't. He sure as hell ain't.
He sure as hell ain't.