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

where are you going now?Do you ever really know?Oh

likes it when I call in sick to workSpend

I'll grab a bottle of PatronWhen I get off

I'm crazy about fast cars, football and guitarsAll them

always get dolled up for your partyGood thing your

I'm going to be famous, do I have talent,

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

roasting on an open fireJack Frost nipping at your

bells ring, are you listeningIn the lane, snow is

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

was standing there, crying in the kitchenIt's been one

hit the ground running with the morning sunWhen a

Jordan Matthew my ex's live in TexasAnd Texas is

1: Miranda Lambert, Blake beautiful for spacious skiesFor amber

Don't you feel it growin', day by dayPeople gettin' ready for

1: Gwen ain't a candleIt doesn't burn for one

someone comes along and tries to love you like i

knows ya gotta let 'em goAnd they kinda roll by

1: Blake you'll findThere's only one love, yours and