Shotgun

(альбом: Sunday Morning Record - 2013)

I heard that you were talking about me
I heard you had a smile on your face while you cry cry cried
Everybody's walking around it
But I just have to laugh at the truth in your lies lies lies

Play your part, know your lines
If they ask we'll both say yeah we're doing fine

Airing out your dirty laundry
Hanging all your so called friends out to dry dry dry
You say you want your independence
Three years gone so hard to find find find

What goes up, comes around
It's so hard to get your feet off the ground

You came crashing through the window
And it gave away so fast
All I hear now is the wind blow
Riding shotgun through the past

Heading back to Carolina
Hanging out in Tennessee for while, while, while
We'll always know where to find you
Dishing out your repartee in your lines, lines lines

What goes up, comes around
It's so hard to get your feet on the ground

You came crashing through the window
And it gave away so fast
All I hear now is the wind blow
Riding shotgun through the past