Two Beers Away (From Calling You)

Nick Torres

Two Beers Away From Calling You
Another ten o’clock, same beer, same bar.
Same old thoughts of calling you.
We burned that bridge so many times,
crossing it’s the last thing I should do.
Your number’s still here in my phone,
But I know theres worse things than being alone.

My home screen is still a picture of you.
Delete your name and number, that’s what I should do.
I wish I’d gone and done it the day we were through.
‘Cause I’m two beers away from calling you.

This old bar’s worn where the years run through,
‘Cause time sands the splinters smooth.
The cuts and scars, they fade away,
can’t help but think of calling you
And I pick up my phone, I scroll to your name,
When the bartender says to me, “Same again?”

“Same again?” That’s the last thing I need.
Can’t take another shot at you and me
Two beers means I’m calling,
so It’s only ever one beer before I leave

My home screen is still a picture of you.
Delete your name and number, that’s what I should do.
I wish I’d gone and done it the day we were through.
‘Cause I’m two beers away from calling you.