One day at a time Said I gotta let you go I gotta take it one day at a time I gotta let you go And I know, yes I know I try I try But I guess I gotta take it But it seems so impossible Still thinking about you baby

I never try to find you I hope you don't remember me But I hope you're not alone And I don't wanna know what you're thinking I'm looking out the window Ten years older than I was When I brought you down to see What I thought would make you fall in love

I got, yeah I got plenty whoadie I got hittas whoadie Tell 'em bring my car around Yeah I got plenty whoadie Goddamn, these snitches nosy Is it true you performed with Willie Nelson at the Country Music Awards? I don't know, but I know I did perform at

When you play a country song backwards It sounds a little crazy A little scattered and absurd But that's what you get You get your house back You get your dog back You get your best friend Jack back You get your truck back You get your hair back

Unravel me, unravel I know you're trying But you'll never unravel me Something in the sun or the air Is making me wanna run away from here I know that you want me to stay with you, but no So I'll keep on making excuses about the sun, the earth, the rays

I'm not your robot, I'm just me I'm not your robot I would scream But I'm just this hollow shell Waiting here Begging, "Please, set me free so I can feel" Stop trying to live my life for me I need to breathe

In God's country Sleep comes like a drug Sad eyes, crooked crosses Burned by the fire of love Dream beneath a desert sky The rivers run but soon run dry We need new dreams tonight

You can’t hide from me There ain’t no tricks that you can try on me I know your every move before you even breathe baby Thinking you know something I don’t know but my eyes, my eyes, my eyes Like a telescope You left your troubles in my head, in my head

In this burning house I've been sleepwalking Trying to take what's lost and broke And make it right Too close to the fire But it's the only place that I can hold you tight Love isn't all that it seems I did you wrong I'll stay here with you

We gonna burn all afternoon like it's something to smoke So baby I don't know about you but I'm ready to roll We got some laid back country tunes on the radio We gotta whole lot of nothing to do and no where to go Girl I've been at work all week Fingers