I don't usually come to town
'Til after the sun goes down
And I got something to drink about
And I do

If I was good at holding on
Maybe she wouldn't be so gone and
Maybe I'd sit here and talk to you

But I got my hat pulled down low
Heading down the same dead-end road

So don't ask me how I'm doing
Don't ask me how I've been
Don't ask about those empty cans rolling 'round in my truck bed
I left 'em there when she left
I put us out like a cigarette
If you wanna know where good things go when they leave
Don't ask me
Nah, don't ask me

I can't get a broke heart workin'
I ain't good with words
I get a good thing rollin'
And I run it right in the dirt
Hell, I ain't really sure

So don't ask me how I'm doing
Don't ask me how I've been
Don't ask about those empty cans rolling 'round in my truck bed
I left 'em there when she left
I put us out like a cigarette
If you wanna know where good things go when they leave
Don't ask me
Nah, don't ask me

'Cause if I knew
If I knew
I wouldn't be here with my hat pulled down low
Wonderin' 'bout the things I let go

So don't ask me how I'm doing
Don't ask me how I've been
Don't ask about those empty cans rolling 'round in my truck bed
I left 'em there when she left
I put us out like a cigarette
If you wanna know where good things go when they leave
Don't ask me
Nah, don't ask me
Don't ask me
Don't ask me