Lotta Good That Does Me Now - Craig Campbell

I didn’t know where I was when I woke up

With a headache and a black eye

In the bed of my old truck

I wish I’d made myself go home last night

Instead of closing that bar down

And starting that damn fight

I learned whiskey just don’t mix

With my smart mouth

Lotta good that does me now

What good is shoulda known better

Once you’ve done what you shoulda never done at all

What’s the use in all that knowin'

When looking back won’t change nothin'

And it’s too late for you to do a thing about

It’s like finding your keys

Once you bust your window out

Lotta good that does me now

Now all my friends been blowing up my phone

It ain’t like me to act like that

But then again they know she’s gone

I think I finally screwed up good this time

Cause I’m sorry and, baby, don’t go

Never even crossed my mind

At least, not until her taillights faded out

Lotta good that does me now

What good is shoulda known better

Once you’ve done what you shoulda never done at all

What’s the use in all that knowin'

When looking back won’t change nothin'

And it’s too late for you to do a thing about

It’s like finding your keys

Once you bust your window out

Lotta good that does me now

Yeah, what’s the use in all that knowin'

When looking back won’t change nothin'

And it’s too late for you to do a thing about

It’s like changing your ways

Once your chances done run out

Lotta good that does me now

Lotta good that does me now

I wish I’d made myself go home last night