Countrypolitan

Countrypolitan

Countrypolitan

Many words are falling you don’t care
wasted lips forget and have some fun

each time you leave I make a vow
this will draw the line

thanks for something I can’t win
heartache I can’t use

I hate to admit the talk is true
my past is getting warmer while yours is growing old

someone new is crying in the most familiar way
I didn’t do one wrong thing to you