Nhạc sĩ: Payton Smith, Casey Beathard
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I've been thinking about you leaving, so I picked up my guitar
Clevered what I was feeling, I emptied out my heart
I bet you thought it'd be a sad one, about you being gone
But this ain't that song
I'm wondering why you left me, I'm wondering where you're at
I'm hoping that you'll text me, I'm praying you'll come back
I guess that's where I could be
Oh, but please don't take this wrong
This ain't that song
Yes, if you go your way, I'll go mine
We're gonna be better off, gonna be fine
Keep chasing your life down the highway
Keep it real, live it up like it's Friday
Wish I could tell you, girl, my front porch light's still on
But this ain't that song
Well, this town is like a prison
All I see is you
I can't ever see me
Finding someone new
Yeah, I tried to hold another
Felt nothing but alone
I felt nothing but alone
Now this ain't that song
Yes, if you go your way, I'll go mine
We're gonna be better off, gonna be fine
Keep chasing your life down the highway
Keep it real, live it up like it's Friday
Wish I could tell you, girl, my front porch light's still on
But this ain't that song
It tries to make you cry
Make you feel bad about your goodbye
This ain't some prideful heart just talking
Girl, keep walking
You go your way, I'll go mine
We're gonna be better off, gonna be fine
Keep chasing your life down the highway
Keep it real, live it up like it's Friday
Wish I could tell you, girl, my front porch light's still on
But this ain't that song
Been thinking about you leaving
As I picked up my guitar
Yeah, I tried to hold another