Written by ：Nicolette Hayford/Ashley McBryde/Jesse Rice
To the bag packed first love leaver
The heart cracked double down dreamer
The homesick for grass that's greener
And a slice of Mama's peach pie
To the flat broke couch cushion gas money
The worker bee that ain't gettin'no honey
Missin'someone and all the while runnin'
Gunnin'for the brighter lights
Here's to the break ups that didn't break us
The break down wrong turn that takes ya
To a little dive bar in Dahlonega
Hear a song from a band that saves ya man
It's hittin'rock bottom smoke 'em if you got 'em
Nothing's going right
Makin'the best of the worst day kinda night
We've all got a number that we don't wanna drunk dial
And a good friend we ain't seen in a while
And a slow dance left in these boots
And a chance at putting down new roots
Here's to the break ups that didn't break us
The break down wrong turn that takes ya
To a little dive bar in Dahlonega
Hear a song from a band that saves ya man
It's hittin'rock bottom smoke 'em if you got 'em
Nothing's going right
Makin'the best of the worst day kinda night
Here's to the break ups that didn't break us
The break down wrong turn that takes ya
To a little dive bar in Dahlonega
Meet a girl outside Atlanta band
When it's hittin'rock bottom
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
Nothing's going right
You're just singing along with your drink riased
A pretty little blonde thing's looking your way
Makin'the best of the worst day kinda night
Yeah it's making the best of the worst day kind of night
Oh
Here's to the breakups
It's that kinda night