C To the bag packed, first love leaver F The heart cracked, double down dreamer C The homesick for grass thatās greener F And a slice of Mamaās peach pie C To the flat broke, couch cushion gas money F The worker bee that aināt gettinā no honey C Missinā someone, all the while runninā G Gunninā for the brighter lights Chorus: C Hereās to the break ups that didnāt break us F The break down wrong turn that takes ya C To a little dive bar in Dahlonega F Hear a song from a band that saves ya, man Am G Itās hittinā rock bottom, smoke āem if you got āem F Nothingās going right Am G Makinā the best of the worst day kind of 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 Chorus C Hereās to the break ups that didnāt break us The break down wrong turn that takes ya To a little dive bar in Dahlonega F Meet a girl outside Atlanta Am G Then when itās hit rock bottom, smoke āem if you got āem F Nothingās going right Am G Just singinā along with your drink raised F A pretty little blonde thingās looking your way Am G F Makinā the best of the worst day kind of night Am G Yeah, itās making the best of the worst day kind of night C F C F Ohhh, here's to the break ups It's that kinda night | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C F G |