Poet’s Resumé Tim McGraw

[Verse 1]
Washin' dishes at a no-name diner
Worked his way up to line cook on the weekdays
But his daydream is burnin', his dish towel her turned in
Another dead-end job on a poet's resumé

[Verse 2]
So, he followed a lover out west
Where the sun sets on Pacific Palisades
When she slept with an old boyfriend
It tore him up to no end, put all that pain in a poet's resumé

[Chorus]
When you work in heartache you still earn those callouses
Words on a napkin in dead languages
Everybody loves him but no onе ever stays
Another whiskеy to unwind, another less-than-perfect rhyme
Another wasted line on a poet's resumé

[Verse 3]
Fine line between being free and being lonely
It's blood from a stone and stoned on Percocet
He don't believe in God but he's prayin'
He'll find something worth sayin'
In a new way no one's ever heard it said