A little bit of bourbon and a broken neon sign
  Once again I'm ridin' shotgun
  To everything that's on my mind
  Just a bartender to tell my troubles to
  Well I just haven't found a way to say that I'm so in love with you
  You could hear it in my voice, see it on my face
  You left me with no choice but to leave you... the chase
  
  Flight 35 in the pourin' rain,
  a leopard skin suitcase, and a pocket of change
  Last I heard she left for Dallas, so I'm checking every motel in sight
  This pickup truck, it ain't fast enough,
  no we had our problems when times were tough
  I just can't believe your leaving over 3 words I couldn't say last night
  You could hear it in my voice, see it on my face
  You left me with no choice but to leave you...
  With a little tequila and a broken neon sign,
  just a bartender tell you what was on my mind
  He said you could hear it in his voice, see it on his face
  You left him with no choice but to leave you the chase