Left To Get Right

I tried to make a small town outta you

You tried to take the small town outta me

Your friends and my momma were right about me and you

We were just a buncha T-R-O-U-B-L-E

So this is gone for good, gone like we should

A god hella long time ago, so

I ain't gonna chase you out driveway

Say a bunch of what I don't mean

Now don't you go tapping on your brake lights

Like you having second thoughts, hell naw, it ain't gotta be

Tears in my beer and on your pillow sad story

We were wrong from the first Miller Lite

Girl, here's to our freedom, God knows the leaving's

All we got left to get right

Yeah, we do

If you don't call three weeks from now when you're drunk

I won't say I miss you when I pick it up, aw naw

If you don't roll my name through the dirt around town

I'ma keep your best friends' red lips off my mouth

Aint' like we got a whole lot left lose

Let's call it off and call it a truce

I ain't gonna chase you out driveway

Say a bunch of what I don't mean

Now don't you go tapping on your brake lights

Like you having second thoughts, hell naw, it ain't gotta be

Tears in my beer and on your pillow sad story

We were wrong from the first Miller Lite

Girl, here's to our freedom, God knows the leaving's

All we got left to get right

Gone for good, gone like we should

A god hella long time ago, so

I ain't gonna chase you out driveway

Say a bunch of what I don't mean

Now don't you go tapping on your brake lights

Like you having second thoughts, hell naw, it ain't gotta be

Tears in my beer and on your pillow sad story

We were wrong from the first Miller Lite

Girl, here's to our freedom, God knows the leaving's

All we got left to get right