3,2,1

Album

What Not To

Label

Universal Music Group Nashville

Genre

Country

Composer(s)

Jordan Reynolds;Josh Miller;Summer Ashtyn Overstreet

Entered Chart

May 10, 2025

Peak Date

Nov 15, 2025

Released

March 10, 2025

"3,2,1" finds Tucker Wetmore detailing a breakup, using the titular lyric to spell out how quickly things deteriorated. The lyrics are filled with regret as he explains how their romance went south. Released on February 20, 2025, "3,2,1" follows Wetmore's previous co-written hits "Wine Into Whiskey" and "Wind Up Missin' You." But this time, he left the songwriting to Josh Miller, Summer Overstreet, and Jordan Reynolds - though the themes of regret and longing remain firmly in his wheelhouse. Producer Chris LaCorte adds just the right amount of emotional weight with a banjo-driven arrangement. LaCorte has been a key figure in Wetmore's musical journey, having also worked on "Wind Up Missin' You" and his debut album, What Not To.

Standin' on my step kinda felt like freedom
Malibu one suitcase short of leavin'
You were the driver, I was the reason
There was mascara on your shirt
If I'da known where that left turn was leadin'
You'da seen me runnin' in a rearview
Like you tied my heart to your car
Turn the key in three, two
One day you called me baby, these days it's only 80
Proof you probably hate me, I don't blame you, I blame me
For them sunset taillights sinkin', tonight I'm just thinkin'
Three words, too late, damn girl, you're the one that got away
Countin' on a bottle to flood these memories
They're still floatin' and it's almost empty
Take the whiskey rain of this century to drown you out
Make you do a U-turn, if it was me it was up to
Girl, just like that, I'd take you back in three, two
One day you called me baby, these days it's only 80
Proof you probably hate me, I don't blame you, I blame me
For them sunset taillights sinkin', tonight I'm just thinkin'
Three words, too late, damn girl, you're the one that got away
Yeah, in about three, two
One I'ma call you baby, try to change your mind 180
I know you probably hate me, I don't blame you, I blame me
For them sunset taillights sinkin', tonight I'm just thinkin'
Three words, too late, damn girl, you're the one that got away
Got away
Source: Musixmatch