feel it coming like a highball trainBarin' down on

1: if you see my scars, even if I

hit the road out of high schoolWith a guitar

my teeth on daddy's old LGOAnd I lost my

commence shaking your south sideThomas on that beatYeahIt feels

yeahHey, yeah, yeah, yeahMm, tellin' me that you

Now the music is playingIn a whiskey saloonIt comes through my

you bury me beneath the treeWhere my family lies, where

wait to turn 16 and drive all the boys

1: Post Malone & Chris Stapleton, Post on the

take a little smoke in the evenin'I take a

shoulda known it, I shoulda seenLeave it to you

wanna know what's goin' on inside your headWhen you

could rope the windHe could win the fightShoot you

met you when I had a dreamNot so long

wait to turn sixteen and drive all the boys

can't help about the shape I'm inI can't sing,

can't leave when I want toI can't see when the

was looking for a change of sceneYou were looking

1: Carly couldn't make you jealous if I triedYou