know it's been a long day, you been haulin’

the kind to take the keysDon't sit in a

a death grip on this canAnd I already killed

every heart that's brokenThere's a bottle flowin'And a jukebox goin'

this could be the last time we ever talkI'm

girl, you got out without a scratchYou coulda been

two, three, still a cigarette machine by the

1: Darren Criss & Lainey Wilson, Lainey getting drunk,

there's a green pasture, I wanna be in itI'm

working like a dog, tryna please 'em allTryna put

worry I ain't gonna say a wordRun your name

you're a Sophomore stuck in a slumpCar's in the

1: Lainey Wilson, Cole Swindell, Cole Swindell & Lainey

purple hull peas on the front porchSprayin' WD-40 on

and Hannah did everything togetherSaid we'd be best friends

1: Lainey Wilson & Miranda needs a heroSomebody who

wouldn't know it by the way he talksAbove his

doesn't always make you tallerAnd those pictures on mama's

I've sure done a lot of fast livin' out

been laughin' with the TV, talkin' to the wallsDancin'