That's alright with me That's alright, honey Always, honey, yeah, always near 'Cause it's just the bones you're made of And you laugh like you've never been lonely Oh, you laugh like there's hope in the story Oh, you laugh like I'll be there to hold you

I’m reaching for the door And I don’t understand why it has to be this way Lock the door, me in the closet But it’s just too hard on me, oh So come back home Picture of you in my pocket It’s all I really have left of you And it’s not enough to keep me

It's maturity that I'm lacking So don't, don't let me go And all you need to know is I'm so sorry It's not like me Just let me know that growing up goes slow. And I'm so sorry, it's not like me Today I'm gonna write a sad song Gonna make it really long

It's a lot to you, it's a lot to you But it ain't nothing to me People talk, it's just word of mouth No, it ain't nothing to me You talking loud 'cause I'm not around Yeah, that's something to see Say I’m the man and I'm winning now That shit ain't

It's just another day in Heaven South And it's just another day in Heaven South Subwoofers booming like cannons in a square Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea Night crawlers, crickets and a Zebco 33 Old Glory waving at you As you're driving by the

And it's not that I'm evil Before you were born, I was already sinning I can't even be your friend It's not because the light here is brighter I just don't like to pretend Your mama's got nothing on me Your daddy's got nothing on me And the world that

Love hurts, (ooooo), love hurts Take a lot of pain I really learned a lot And I know it isn't true Love is just a lie and it's Made to make you blue Love hurts, love scars Love wounds and mars Any heart not tough

Yeah, you wanna find love then you know where the city is Yeah, you wanna find love then you know where the city is, city is Cleaning up Oh, and she said, "it's your birthday, are you feeling alright?" The next one's the MD You'll be feeling just fine

High hopes, when you let it go, go out and start again But it's not that easy High hopes, oh, when it all comes to an end And the world keeps spinning Broken bottles in the hotel lobby Seems to me like I'm just scared of never feeling it again I know

Hank let's talk about your daddy tell me how your mama loved that man Well just break out a bottle hoss I'll tell you bout the driftin' cowboy band We won't talk about the habits just the music and the man Now Hank you just got to tell me did your daddy