If I'ma be single

I'ma need a double shot of that heartbreak proof

And see the world through whiskey glasses

(Ain't nothing left to do, but sip around the truth)

And see the world through whiskey glasses

(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you) "

As he continued to sing, Griffin took a rapid-fire swig out of twelve whiskey glasses, which greatly impressed his buddies, a few other patrons, and the bartender before he walked over to the pool table and used one of the pool sticks as a makeshift guitar.

"Last call

I swear this'll be my last call

'Cause I ain't drunk dialing no more at three am

"Mr. Bartender, hit me again"  "

"Don't wanna think about her

Or wear a ring without her

Don't wanna hit the karaoke bar

Can't sing without her

So make them drinks strong

'Cause brother, she's gone

And If I'm ever gonna move on "

After clearing his throat, he took a quick break from singing to delete all the pictures he had of him and Madison while they were together off his phone and deleted her number from his contacts before he joined some patrons in a friendly game of pool as the music continued to play

"I'ma need some whiskey glasses

'Cause I don't wanna see the truth

She's probably making out on the couch right now

With someone new

Yeah, I'ma need some whiskey glasses

If I'm gonna make it through

If I'ma be single

I'ma need a double shot of that heartbreak proof

And see the world through whiskey glasses

(Ain't nothing left to do, but sip around the truth)

Oh, see the world through whiskey glasses

(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you) "

After finishing the game of pool, Griffin let the pool stick fall out of his hand awkwardly as he slowly and drunkenly stumbled around the bar as a few other patrons took sips out of their own whiskey glasses and joined him in singing.

"Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up

Knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back

Fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up

'Cause if she ain't ever coming back

Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up

Knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back

Fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up

'Cause if she ain't ever coming back "

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