it's high time I tell yaNo more messin' aroundTime

1: Blake want to thank the storm that

I'm the guy with the boys, kicking it backOr

a moment in this journey that I gave upMy

Anyone else would shake my handWish me luck, be proud for

high heels with that sun dressTurquoise heart hanging

always get dolled up for your partyGood thing your

wound up tighter than a banjo stringPrice of gas

girl, hey, where you goin'?Come back and sit back

been working so hard, I'm punching my cardEight hours

saw you sitting there sipping red wine down at

You make the coffeeI try and doctor it upA little cream

old Buick's like a needle on a compassPointed due

2AMAnd this old bar is closingHe knows the partnersHave

told me I'd regret itOn the day I left

daddy, kept a six pack in the fridgeWe thought

thing about dreamersWhen the dream is in their sightsJust

I can’t see in this darknessSo in need of forgivenessBefore all

Jordan Matthew my ex's live in TexasAnd Texas is

1: Toneisha you wake up and don't wanna smileIf