Karaoké Wine into Whiskey Tucker Wetmore

Usually see her with some

Sauvignon blanc in her glass

Sippin' slow down

She ain't out tippin' it back

But if you see her out tonight she'll be flirtin' with Jack

Yeah and I'm the only one to blame

Ain't the ninety proof type but tonight it'll work

Anything to numb the pain or to drown out the hurt

I tried to tell her 'bout my kind and boy did she learn

I just ain't the type of soul you save

But she tried and I did what I do best

I took a good thing and I turned it into goodbye

Took the fire in her eyes

Put it on ice

Turned that angel's world upside down

Dipped her wings in

Tennessee brown

I turned her callin' me into callin' me a mistake

Turned her heart of gold into a heartbreak

If I was her I'd damn sure hate me

I turned her love into pain and her wine into whiskey

And she said

I was misunderstood but I proved her wrong

I'm the same old me that I've been all along

Now she's lookin' for some peace in a bottle of strong

Me and number seven gettin' gone

I took a good thing and I turned it into goodbye

Took the fire in her eyes

Put it on ice

Turned that angel's world upside down

Dipped her wings in

Tennessee brown

I turned her callin' me into callin' me a mistake

Turned her heart of gold into a heartbreak

If I was her I'd damn sure hate me

I turned her love into pain and her wine into whiskey

Wine into whiskey

Yeah she tried and I did what I do best

I took a good thing and I turned it into goodbye

Took the fire in her eyes

Put it on ice

Turned that angel's world upside down

Dipped her wings in

Tennessee brown

I turned her callin' me into callin' me a mistake

Turned her heart of gold into a heartbreak

If I was her I'd damn sure hate me

I turned her love into pain and her wine into whiskey