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Jake Owen

Shrank

 

Shrank

(album: Loose Cannon - 2019)


Honda Civic, forest green
Every trucking red light
Busting up my heart
Like your busted shotgun headlight

I'm tired of our past bumping into me
So if it ain't your actual ass, it's your memory

I need a small-town shrink
I think I'ma need therapy
I crank up Hank, and drank
'Til the bottle's empty
But baby, no matter how I spin it
Church, bar, bank, laundromat
Dang girl, you always in it
I can't walk out the house without running into you
I thought this town was small already, but shoot
You make a small town shrank

Mama calls, clockwork
She gon' bless your heart
Scarecrow in that field
Watch us kissing in the dark

Every sidewalk crack's got a little, take me back, in it
I love this town, but I'ma have to move in a minute

I need a small-town shrink
I think I'ma need therapy
I crank up Hank, and drank
'Til the bottle's empty
But baby, no matter how I spin it
Church, bar, bank, laundromat
Dang girl, you always in it
I can't walk out the house without running into you
I thought this town was small already, but shoot
You make a small town shrank
You make a small town shrank

Every county line's starting to feel like a noose around my neck
That population sign's just gonna say two in a sec
Baby, I can't take it
You hurt me, I can't escape it

I need a small-town shrink
I think I'ma need therapy
I crank up Hank, and drank
'Til the bottle's empty
But baby, no matter how I spin it
Church, bar, bank, laundromat
Dang girl, you always in it
I can't walk out the house without running into you
I thought this town was small already, but shoot
You make a small town shrank

You make a small town shrank
You make a small town shrank

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