It Is What It Is

I’m here at this bar
And she’s back at home
Maybe at her mama’s
Hell I don’t know
She’s doin' her thing
And I’m catchin' a buzz
It is what it is
Cause it ain’t what it was
She’d give me that look
When we laid down at night
Now she just looks away
And turns out the light
I don’t think she hates me
But she ain’t in love
It is what it is
Cause it ain’t what it was
There’s a blonde here tonight
And she’s giving me the eye
And she’s smilin'
Sitting right over there
If I left with that lady
If I called her baby
I wonder
Would mine even care
I’ve got an old friend
That lives in Des Moines
He’s got a spare bedroom
It’s reached the point
Where it’s harder to stay
Than it would be to run
Yea, it is what it is
Cause it ain’t what it was
Ah, it is what it is
Cause it ain’t what it was