Looks

(альбом: Somebody Like Me - 2019)

If a beer could turn a year and a 10, I'd live for eternity
If the sun never went missing while I'm sitting here fishing
Then man, I'd never leave
If smoking a Winston Light didn't feel right
I reckon I'd just have to be wrong
Girl, if your neon eyes cut me like a knife
Then hell, I'd be long gone

'Cause if looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talking your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushing daisies up

Yeah, you got that smile
Like a.45 hollow point straight to the heart
And I ain't claiming that's where you were aiming
But baby, you were right on the mark
Well, there'd be no talk about "just 'cause"
'Cause girl, it'd be point blank
You'd be tried, first-degree homicide
And I'd be in Montgomery, hanging with Hank

'Cause if looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talking your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushing daisies up

If looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talking your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushing daisies up
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushing daisies up, yeah
Pushing daisies up