Description
In this case, the broken heart behaves suspiciously cheerfully: the wheels are turning, the music is playing, and the tequila is flowing without the slightest hint of drama. In every chorus, you can hear a slight chuckle - well, someone seriously decided that his departure destroyed the universe. But in reality, there isn't even a dent left: dancing with cowboys continues, pick-up trucks still serve faithfully, and the smell of cigarettes only makes you want to open the window, not suffer. Sometimes the loudest ‘I don't care’ sounds just like that - with rhythm, a smirk, and very lively stubbornness.
Co-directors and producers Chris Ashley and Sam Aldrich
Lyrics and translation
Original
So let me get this straight.
When I'm at a stoplight, you think you're on my mind.
And every time a jukebox plays a heartbreak song, you think that I walked out.
You think I'm crashing and burning, you think my tires ain't turning, you think you ruined everything I like.
But I still have a Silverado I can climb in.
And there's tequila that I'm 'bout to put to my lips.
I still love a two-step with a cowboy in that bar I bet you think I'm hitting now, boy.
I think it's funny how you think that I can smell a cigarette without a memory of you and me burning through my head.
Like you wrecked me, did some damage. You think you broke my heart, but it ain't even bent.
You didn't leave a dent.
You didn't even leave a dent.
Honestly, I'm impressed with your level of confidence, if that's what we're calling it.
I bet your mama says that it wasn't your fault and goodbye was my loss.
I bet you think your boots ain't filled already.
There's a lot of boys in line with a spot in this Chevy Silverado I can climb in. And there's tequila that I'm 'bout to put to my lips.
I still love a two-step with a cowboy in that bar I bet you think I'm hitting now, boy.
I think it's funny how you think that I can smell a cigarette without a memory of you and me burning through my head. Like you wrecked me, did some damage.
You think you broke my heart, but it ain't even bent. You didn't leave a dent.
You didn't even leave a dent.
Oh-whoa, yeah.
You think I'm crashing and burning, you think my tires ain't turning, you think you ruined everything I like.
You think the liquor ain't working, you think I'm lonely and hurting, you think
I'm sleeping alone tonight. But I just found a Silverado I can climb in.
And there's tequila that I'm 'bout to put to my lips.
I still love a two-step with a cowboy in that bar I bet you think I'm hitting now, boy.
I think it's funny how you think that I can smell a cigarette without a memory of you and me burning through my head. Like you wrecked me, did some damage.
You think you broke my heart, but it ain't even bent. You didn't leave a dent.
You didn't even leave a dent. Oh no.
Nah, didn't leave a dent.
English translation
So let me get this straight.
When I'm at a stoplight, you think you're on my mind.
And every time a jukebox plays a heartbreak song, you think that I walked out.
You think I'm crashing and burning, you think my tires ain't turning, you think you ruined everything I like.
But I still have a Silverado I can climb in.
And there's tequila that I'm 'bout to put to my lips.
I still love a two-step with a cowboy in that bar I bet you think I'm hitting now, boy.
I think it's funny how you think that I can smell a cigarette without a memory of you and me burning through my head.
Like you wrecked me, did some damage. You think you broke my heart, but it ain't even bent.
You didn't leave a dent.
You didn't even leave a dent.
Honestly, I'm impressed with your level of confidence, if that's what we're calling it.
I bet your mama says that it wasn't your fault and goodbye was my loss.
I bet you think your boots ain't filled already.
There's a lot of boys in line with a spot in this Chevy Silverado I can climb in. And there's tequila that I'm 'bout to put to my lips.
I still love a two-step with a cowboy in that bar I bet you think I'm hitting now, boy.
I think it's funny how you think that I can smell a cigarette without a memory of you and me burning through my head. Like you wrecked me, did some damage.
You think you broke my heart, but it ain't even bent. You didn't leave a dent.
You didn't even leave a dent.
Oh-whoa, yeah.
You think I'm crashing and burning, you think my tires ain't turning, you think you ruined everything I like.
You think the liquor ain't working, you think I'm lonely and hurting, you think
I'm sleeping alone tonight. But I just found a Silverado I can climb in.
And there's tequila that I'm 'bout to put to my lips.
I still love a two-step with a cowboy in that bar I bet you think I'm hitting now, boy.
I think it's funny how you think that I can smell a cigarette without a memory of you and me burning through my head. Like you wrecked me, did some damage.
You think you broke my heart, but it ain't even bent. You didn't leave a dent.
You didn't even leave a dent. Oh no.
Nah, didn't leave a dent.