I don't know why they call it 'Happy Hour'
'Cause I'm here feelin' bad
Drinkin' whiskey but I'm sour
'Cause she ain't comin' back and I'm lookin' 'round the bar
Half drunk and half mad
'Cause they call it 'Happy Hour'
But everybody in here is sad
So sad

It's sunny and it's 75
What the hell am I doin' in here?
Starin' down a half lit neon sign
and I don't even like that beer

It's like nobody wants to be in this place
Oh, but nobody wants to go home
Ain't it funny how we're all in here together
But we're all sittin' all alone

So I don't know why they call it 'Happy Hour'
'Cause I've been feelin' bad
Drinkin' whiskey but I'm sour
'Cause she ain't comin' back and I'm lookin' 'round the bar
Half drunk and half mad
'Causе they call it 'Happy Hour'
But everybody in hеre is sad
So sad

All the drunks drink for cheap, shit
that's what they should call it
Oh, got somewhere to be but we're all alcoholics
So we numb all the pain
Qhile the sun's still in the sky
But damn, what's more depressin'
than a fucking hangover at night?

My stupid ex got me blocked
I got some bills that ain't paid
I got a truck in the shop (Oh)
ain't got no smile on my face
Yeah, we might save a few bucks
but that ain't savin' our soul
So I don't know, I don't know, oh

I don't know why they call it 'Happy Hour'
'Cause I'm here feelin' bad
Drinkin' whiskey but I'm sour
'Cause she ain't comin' back and I'm lookin' 'round the bar
Half drunk and half mad (Oh)
'cause they call it 'Happy Hour'
But everybody in here is sad (Sad)
So sad

Everybody in here is sad (Sad)
So sad
Sad