But I cannot turn back the years So we have to be strong, and I'm finding that hard We have to move on, but no matter how hard I try If your heart's in pieces, you look for the truth And when I look deep down inside I know, it's too bad I love you But

Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me You drag me down, you fuck me up We're on the ground, we're screaming I don't know how to make it stop I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it I tell myself I'm done with wicked games But then I get so numb with all

With nothing on my back It's still enough to bring me down My mind's about to crack 'cause what I thought could not be found Matter of in fact It's harder still when you're around I can't help but drown Was happiness a fad Or was it in the lost and found

Will you sing us a song And we'll sing it back to you We could sing our own But what would it be without you I am finding out that maybe I was wrong That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone Stay with me This is what I need please I am nothing now

Will you sing us a song And we'll sing it back to you We could sing our own But what would it be without you I am finding out that maybe I was wrong That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone Stay with me This is what I need please I am nothing now

I've been up, I've been down I've been kicked to the ground But I can't get my mind off of you So I keep on movin' on to a place I belong Hopin' you wanted me to I'm better than I was before I'm knocking at your door I'm coming back for more I keep

No I'll never come back down Never come down from here But this can't be all that we have to wait This can't be all that we have to wait My legs are all buried in salt the way As my lips move out all of my words the way Pressing and pulling these pains

I hate you, don't leave me I admit I'm in and out of my head Don't listen to a single word I've said Just hear me out before you run away But I can't back down No, I can't deny That I'm staying now 'Cause I can't decide Confused and scared I am terrified

Step side cover down in peanut dust Friday night spotlight, and that was us On a no cab tractor hauling them bales Backing in boats, fishing limb lines It might not've been you, but I can't judge Just be proud of what makes you country People talkin'