Forgettable. Bentley had a very good come-on song in the frank “Come A Little Closer” a few years back; this one feels like a forced effort to recreate the magic. The writing is pleasant but dull, lacking the sexual urgency that made “Closer” come alive, and the vocal is uncharacteristically flat.
Not sure there’s much else to say, really. It’ll climb into the top five, bother me for awhile, then disappear. That’s the thing about coasting once you’re an established star: you might keep denting the charts, but you’ll cease to leave much of a dent in your audience.
Written by Brett Beavers & Dierks Bentley
Listen: I Wanna Make You Close Your Eyes