Well I know they say all the good things Must come to some kind of ending We were so damn good I guess we never stood a chance Gonna find what you'
Well I know they say all good things must come to some kind of ending We were so damn good I guess we never stood a chance Go on & find what you been
C'mon....hahaha.....yeah..... Well down in Panama city They perfected the art of the tan. And those Oklahoma girls They sure know why they call it Heartland
So you're tired and you're beat And you worked all week And you need a place you can let it go Where the girls go wild And the boys play hard And you
Mmm Well our love story reads like a book of lies- Good intentions, better alibis No happy endings, no straight lines, no movin' on, But no goodbyes.
I was down in whiskey river, stopping for a drink Minding my own business, trying not to think Bartender came on over with a shot of his best Said this
So he's gone and left you all alone? You think the better of your years Were spent with him. The little girl who used to dance On fire and brimstone
They were sitting on his tailgate And she was lovin' on his rough neck And she was talking about running away And he was puffin' on a cigarette Just