Just ten years ago No one would ever know Tears rollin' down from my eyes Da dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt Yeah, Yeah, I don't know why I got those type of blues tonight, but uh Something, it's alright, something told me tonight to uh Get it like I was

We run things another way, 'Cause if you let me, I'll show ya I'll do it, can ya' hear it? Getting love if you can love (yeah) 'Cause I'm trying to hold on to something, yeah, yeah, We run things, another way (yeah) Nothing left for you to say, Trouble melts

And some memories just won't fade Not a damn thing you can do So girl if you're long gone How come I keep on losin' you? Yeah you kissed me one last time Red taillights lit like a spark Just the start of a long goodbye Missin' you

Blowin' me up, you been wildin' Gotta put my phone on silent Said, my bad We were cool, yeah, yeah, we was vibin' So my, my, my bad We was cool, yeah, yeah, we was vibin' So my, my, my, my bad Gave you all the signs Gave you all of my time, my love

It's in my blood and I stain every heart that I use to heal the pain But it's in my roots, it's in my veins So I blame it on the River Lea, the River Lea, the River Lea I can't go back to the river Yeah, Yeah, I blame it on the River Lea, the River Lea, the

Lose control In increasing pace Wantonly waste Intention erased Whatever they say These people are torn Wild and bereft Assassin is born (yeah) War is overdue

Yeah I'm down if you feel like messin' around Whatever you want, shoot, I don't care, you can come over here I can come over there And pick you up, that's right On a sit around Saturday night with nothing to do And you just want something to do All you

Girl, I can't believe I wanted you Whip it up, egg beater, mhm Said she love me, don't believe her, mhm Can't be mediocre, mhm Twenty on her choker, mhm Fuck her, I don't know her, yeah Give me face, like poker Whoa, can't believe I wanted you Whoa, I

Did I let you know? Would you like to go? (Take me home, well take me home) This I know we're not alone (Take me home, take me home) This I know, yeah this I know (Come on, come on) I'm comin' for you 'cause I adore you and I'd like to get inside your

I drive your truck Every back road in this town I find a field, I tear it up I roll every window down and I burn up Till all the pain’s a cloud of dust Yeah, Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray Half empty bottle of Gatorade