I'm texas as hell made in honery I don't need no loud mouth comin' on to me my temper gets hotter in red white and blue blazes you know dog-gone well
Alone in a booth, in the Pioneer Cafe I'm strung out from the road, a pillow in my hands I sip the last straw from a cold cup of coffee and try to sort
Daddy always said he was wrong for me And in the end he'd only bring me misery I tried and tried to turn away But something ?bout him makes me stay The
You don't need a girl like me I got bruises you can't see And when the lights go out I won't be around You don't need a girl like me You can't have a
Used to stay for hours, and listen to the rain You'd hold me on the porch swing While our troubles washed away And Daddy'd come and get me Girl it's time
(Miranda Lambert) Maybe you're just jaded from some nobody's unforgotten words Maybe you're just faded, a little gray from every time that you've been
Well you walked into my heart like it was some old dance hall floor I should have known better I had seen your kind before you rolled in like a tumble
what in the world is happening to me I've already tried to shake your memory I don't know why it is I can't get over you cus' honey you ain't worth this
There's a dark cloud hanging over my heart I can't see where it ends, or where it starts. I should get over you, but baby, it's so hard, with this dark
Sweet like a kiss, sharp like a razor blade I find you when I'm close to the bottom You can't appreciate the time it takes To kick a love I always knew
I can't be bothered to miss you anymore Month twelve, day thirty-one and hour twenty-four I used to think if I missed hard enough, you'd come back for
You know it's so complicated, first you love then you hate it Someone's laughin', someone's cryin', someone livin', someone's dyin' Somebody always loses
Me and Charlie boy used to go walking Sittin' in the woods behind my house When being lovers meant a stolen kiss And holding hands with nobody else around
You draw it out like a highway With every word that you say Excuses for the answers that you lack Your mama's still the steady ground you walk on every
I bet this road will take me out of here Take me far away from Amarillo I bet this car will go real fast The wheels might even drive me past The places
Maybe you're just jaded From some nobody's unforgotten words Maybe you're just faded A little gray from every time that you've been hurt So you're lookin
Rain on the window makes me lonely And time keeps on passing so slowly The old man sitting next to me is falling asleep On a Greyhound bound for nowhere
I'm waitin' on the sun to set 'Cause yesterday ain't over yet I started smoking cigarettes There's nothing else to do, I guess Dusty roads ain't made