The sound of her slamming that door
Hits different than it hit before
She said, “I’d get on with my life”
I ain’t bettin’, but I’m hopin’ she’s right
I’ve got high hopes and low expectations
My glass is half empty, and that old country station
Is playing our songs, and it’s hurtin’ just right
I’ve got low expectations, but my hopes are high
My hopes are high
When she left, she didn’t look back
But I’m leaving the door open just a crack
The whiskey’s got me risking a fall
But a long shot is better than no shot at all
Yeah, I’ve got high hopes and low expectations
My glass is half empty, and that old country station
Is playing our songs, and it’s hurtin’ just right
I’ve got low expectations, but my hopes are high
My hopes are high
Oh yeah
Oh, a little bit of neon
Lightens up that she’s gone
Probably won’t be, but it might be alright
I’ve got high hopes and low expectations
My glass is half empty, and that old country station
Is playing our songs, and it’s hurtin’ just right
I’ve got low expectations, but my hopes are high
My hopes are high
Yeah, my hopes are high