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Tucker Beathard

Over You

 

Over You


I ain't at home
Sitting by the phone
Waiting on your call
In the dark all alone
Hoping you come running back to me
And I ain't in a glass
Living in the past
Trying to drown out every memory we had
That don't mean I'm okay
Hell no, I ain't okay

Baby, I can see how you been thinking
That I'm fine the way I been drinking
Painting this town, out all night
But that don't mean you ain't on my mind
Yeah, I might be stupid, might be reckless, maybe jealous
I'm damn near everything you said I was
But over you ain't one

'Cause I'll love you
I'll love you like crazy
I'll be there, I'll be there for you, baby

Some just want someone with pockets deep enough
To fly them to the moon and back to prove that they're in love
Some don't give a damn about the more that meets the eye
Or the good stuff that you can't buy

Baby, I can see how you been thinking
That I'm fine the way I been drinking
Painting this town, out all night
But that don't mean you ain't on my mind
Yeah, I might be stupid, might be reckless, maybe jealous
I'm damn near everything you said I was
But over you ain't one

'Cause I'll love you
I'll love you like crazy
I'll be there, I'll be there for you, baby

I wouldn't promise you the finer things
That only good money gets ya
Top shelf and shiny things
But I'm thinking you got what you want
And what you're looking for
And what you call finer things is everything you found in me

Baby, I can see how you been thinking
That I'm fine the way I been drinking
Painting this town, out all night
But that don't mean you ain't on my mind
Yeah, I might be stupid, might be reckless, maybe jealous
I'm damn near everything you said I was
But over you ain't one

And I ain't in a glass
Living in the past
Trying to drown out every memory we had
That don't mean I'm okay
Hell no, I ain't okay

Baby, I can see how you been thinking
That I'm fine the way I been drinking
Painting this town, out all night
But that don't mean you ain't on my mind
Yeah, I might be stupid, might be reckless, maybe jealous
I'm damn near everything you said I was
But over you ain't one...

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