Said I know that I'll be better when you're gone Couldn't hate you if I tried I'm comin' around to see you, comin' around to leave you What is the point of hoping when it's already broken? It hurts to let you go and it's worse to hold on But I know that

Already gone I'm already gone So I'm already gone I want you to know That it doesn't matter Where we take this road Someone's gotta go And I want you to know You couldn't have loved me better

We gon' be bumping and grinding And I'm feeling on your booty, driving me crazy Half on it baby, baby And with your permission let me start your ignition You're like a song on 12 Play Seems like you're ready to sex me, baby, baby Don't you know that

You're my boomerang boomerang Ready to throw, ready to throw Letting you go, letting you go (booma-rang-rang) Movin' on, movin' on (booma-rang-rang) I know I’ll see you tomorrow 'Cause I'm bad to letting you go, letting you go Letting you go, letting you

I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus on pop-top finger Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll I'm a killer karaoke country singer, top-water rattle-trap spinner bait slinger king of the grill and a short putt sinker Whiskey

Would you let me in? Even in these chains, you can't stop me 'Cause I'm the big bad wolf, now let the games begin I've been everywhere that you've been Now I've got nothing to lose and everything to win I'm already under your skin Even with these chains,

It's time to move on and even though I'm not ready Even though it's not easy Right now the right kind of love Is a love that lets go, go There's a gold frame that sits by the window And my heart breaks a little more each time I try To picture the memory

Well, I know I should be moving on But I feel like I'm already gone Now if somebody'd hold me, save me from This broken record that's playing in my heart You know it's alright, I'm praying for the sunshine To get me through the hard times, to get me

Pop pop a top off and get your good time on Boys, if you're ready to get rock, we don't stop We poppin' off like a bottle rocket most shots Girls, will do me a favor, pour another Yeager, shake your money maker I'm just a country boy singin' my song So

Ooh, I'm not ready My head in the sand sometimes It's not the right way to go Yes, it's easier to bury But I pray for the ground to swallow me whole Ooh, I’m not ready Show me distraction Even for just one night 'Cause it's easier to bury