High Bar Low

Momma always said don't sell yourself short
And daddy taught the same things too
Shooting for the stars
Don't stop till you got two feet on the moon
I thought I found my out of this world
I was out of my mind
She was out of my league
Until that cloud 9 said a hard goodbye
She was everything I had to lose
Now what's the use

That's how I wound up here at a hole in the wall
'Cause the missing her was hurting like hell
Where you order up a whiskey
Better know what you're getting
'Cause they ain't ever heard of top shelf
Yeah, the rusty juke box plays the same songs over
But it's helping me getting over her
Till the end of the rope goes up in smoke
'Bout time I set my high bar low

Drop a little pocket change on a cheap cigarette
And take it for a drag
Leave every standard I had with her
Somewhere in the past
Yeah

That's how I wound up here at a hole in the wall
'Cause the missing her was hurting like hell
Where you order up a whiskey
Better know what you're getting
'Cause they ain't ever heard of top shelf
Yeah, the rusty juke box plays the same songs over
But it's helping me getting over her
Till the end of the rope goes up in smoke
'Bout time I set my high bar low

Setting this high bar low tonight
Yeah that high bars low tonight
Setting this high bar low tonight
Yeah

Yeah

That's how I wound up here at a hole in the wall
'Cause the missing her was hurting like hell
Where you order up a whiskey
Better know what you're getting
'Cause they ain't ever heard of top shelf
Yeah, the rusty juke box plays the same songs over
But it's helping me getting over her
Till the end of the rope goes up in smoke
'Bout time I set up my high bar low

Yeah, that high bars low tonight
Setting this high bar low tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Eshuis, Andrew Stone, Joe Whelan
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