Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Hey there ain't no doubt that God's been good to me Well I can't believe I'm sittin' here today Picking on my banjo with a big smile on my face Writin' new words to an old school melody Oh the sun is shinin' on down in Tennessee And right now where I'm

I keep telling myself I'm not the desperate type Sitting out dances on the wall Trying to forget everything that isn't you I'm not going home alone 'Cause I don't do too well on my own But you've got me looking in through blinds I'm sleeping my way out

How you doing today? Are you sitting in the madman's hands again? No, I don't wanna let you down I'm not gonna lie, I'm not a nice nice guy But I tried and tried but I don't know why 'Cause when I put my head down sleeping I got this tiny little feeling

Ask any ol’ barstool Ask any ol’ barstool in this town Ask my new found party crowd Sure I take more jack in my coke now Sure I stay ‘til they’re all long gone And I take the long way home But I ain’t sittin’ ‘round Tryin’ to drown the thought of you I

Riding on the Metro You were passed as shallow word It isn't passed there's still a hurt I'm alone, sitting with my broken glass My four walls follow me through my past I was on a Paris train I emerged in London rain And you waiting there swimming

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Oh boy dontcha line the track Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a If I could I surely would O boy dontcha line the track Ooh, my love came tumblin' down Ooh, love comes tumblin' down Me and my old lady sittin' in the shade Talkin' 'bout the money that

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap I took my roof off at the red light Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash Brown bag legend when it's all cash I'm sittin' at the red light My ankle monitor beepin' Hadn't been charged I think I see the people

Can't get with me, now I'm grown Grown now, grown now Don't you know that I'm grown now, grown now Don't you know that I can hold my own, boy you missed the boat I'm sitting back baby watching you burn 'Cause what you think ain't my concern About time