Boy I've been cooking up one hell of a crush
I've got you on my mind the minute I wake up
You make the morning glow, make the rooster crow, get my juices flowing
You know I got the spice but it ain't enough
Baby would you be my sugar, sugar?
Make my heart race, even on a good day
You make the world taste better, better
Good on anything, want you on everything
Just a little bit is all it takes
Like a Coca-Cola on a Christmas Day
You're what I crave babe, what can I say?
Would you, would you
Would you be my sugar, sugar?
Tried the fake shit but it ain't the same
A girl just knows when it's the real thing
Yeah I'm a cup of tea with a touch of cream but something's missing
So I'm gonna put this nice and sweet
Baby would you be my sugar, sugar?
Make my heart race, even on a good day
You make the world taste better, better
Good on anything, want you on everything
Just a little bit is all it takes
Like a Coca-Cola on a Christmas Day
You're what I crave babe, what can I say?
Would you, would you
Would you be my sugar, sugar?
Would you be my sugar, sugar?
Sugar sugar, you make my heart race
Even on a good day you make the world taste
Better better, good on anything
Just a little bit is all that it takes
Sugar, sugar
Make my heart race, even on a good day
You make the world taste better, better
Good on anything, want you on everything
Just a little bit is all it takes
Like a Coca-Cola on a Christmas Day
You're what I crave babe, what can I say?
Would you, would you
Would you be my sugar, sugar?
Would you be my sugar, sugar?
Yeah
Maren Morris - Hero Album Lyrics
Maren Morris - Hero Lyrics
Writer: Laura Jeanne Veltz, Brett Tyler, Maren Larae Morris
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Rich
If I had a dollar every time that I swore you off
And a twenty every time that i picked up when you called
And a crisp new Benjamin for when you're here then gone again
And a dollar every time I was right about you after all
Boy I'd be rich, head to toe Prada
Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water
Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling
Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn
No I wouldn't be covered in all your IOU's
Every promise you made me would have some real value
Cause all the little lies rolling on your lips
Is money falling from the sky...shit I'd be rich
I'd be rich
If I had a dime every time that you crossed my mind
Well I'd basically be sitting on a big ass pile of dimes
And all the times that you make my heart feel cheap
I might as well have won the lottery
All of this pain and me cursing your name
Would just turn into dollar signs
Cause I'd be rich, head to toe Prada
Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water
Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling
Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn
No I wouldn't be covered in all your IOU's
Every promise you made me would have some real value
Cause all the little lies rolling on your lips
Is money falling from the sky...shit I'd be rich
I'd be rich
Told myself I wouldn't do this again
But how much you wanna bet I'mma do this again?
Cause I'd be rich, head to toe Prada
Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water
Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling
Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn
No I wouldn't be covered in all your IOU's
Every promise you made me would have some real value
Cause all the little lies rolling on your lips
Is money falling from the sky...shit I'd be rich
I'd be rich
I'd be rich
I'd be rich
And a twenty every time that i picked up when you called
And a crisp new Benjamin for when you're here then gone again
And a dollar every time I was right about you after all
Boy I'd be rich, head to toe Prada
Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water
Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling
Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn
No I wouldn't be covered in all your IOU's
Every promise you made me would have some real value
Cause all the little lies rolling on your lips
Is money falling from the sky...shit I'd be rich
I'd be rich
If I had a dime every time that you crossed my mind
Well I'd basically be sitting on a big ass pile of dimes
And all the times that you make my heart feel cheap
I might as well have won the lottery
All of this pain and me cursing your name
Would just turn into dollar signs
Cause I'd be rich, head to toe Prada
Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water
Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling
Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn
No I wouldn't be covered in all your IOU's
Every promise you made me would have some real value
Cause all the little lies rolling on your lips
Is money falling from the sky...shit I'd be rich
I'd be rich
Told myself I wouldn't do this again
But how much you wanna bet I'mma do this again?
Cause I'd be rich, head to toe Prada
Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water
Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling
Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn
No I wouldn't be covered in all your IOU's
Every promise you made me would have some real value
Cause all the little lies rolling on your lips
Is money falling from the sky...shit I'd be rich
I'd be rich
I'd be rich
I'd be rich
Writer: Jessie Jo Dillon, Laura Jeanne Veltz, Maren Larae Morris
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
My Church
[Verse 1:]
I've cussed on a Sunday
I've cheated and I've lied
I've fallen down from grace
A few too many times
But I find holy redemption
When I put this car in drive
Roll the windows down and turn up the dial
[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that's my church
[Verse 2:]
When Hank brings the sermon
And Cash leads the choir
It gets my cold coal heart burning
Hotter than a ring of fire
When this wonderful world gets heavy
And I need to find my escape
I just keep the wheels rolling, radio scrolling
Until my sins wash away
[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that's my church
[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that's my church
[Chorus:]
Hey, Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that's my church
Yeah I guess that's my church
Yeah I guess that's my church
I've cussed on a Sunday
I've cheated and I've lied
I've fallen down from grace
A few too many times
But I find holy redemption
When I put this car in drive
Roll the windows down and turn up the dial
[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that's my church
[Verse 2:]
When Hank brings the sermon
And Cash leads the choir
It gets my cold coal heart burning
Hotter than a ring of fire
When this wonderful world gets heavy
And I need to find my escape
I just keep the wheels rolling, radio scrolling
Until my sins wash away
[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that's my church
[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that's my church
[Chorus:]
Hey, Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that's my church
Yeah I guess that's my church
Yeah I guess that's my church
Writer: Maren Larae Morris, Michael James Ryan Busbee
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
I Could Use A Love Song
Usually a drink will do the trick
Take the edge off quick, sitting in the dark
With a shared cigarette
Seeing eye-to-eye, and heart-to-heart
But maybe I'm just getting old
Used to work but now it don't
A long gone drive
You know the kind where you take a turn and you don't know why
But it clears your mind, a surefire cure
I need something stronger
That'll last a little longer
I could use a love song
That takes me back, just like that
When it comes on
To a time when I wouldn't roll my eyes
At a guy and a girl
Who make it work in a world
That for me so far just seems to go so wrong
Yeah I could use, I could use a love song
I wish I didn't know so much
I peeked behind the curtain
Now that magic rush
Feels like a trick that isn't working
But I haven't lost all hope yet
Yeah it's hurting but it ain't dead
I could use a love song
That takes me back, just like that
When it comes on
To a time when I wouldn't roll my eyes
At a guy and a girl
Who make it work in a world
That for me so far just seems to go so wrong
Yeah I could use, I could use a love song
Give me a sign or a rhyme or a reason
Just something that I can believe in
I could use a love song
That takes me back, just like that
When it comes on
To a time when I wouldn't roll my eyes
At a guy and a girl
Who make it work in a world
That for me so far just seems to go so wrong
Yeah I could use
Yeah I could use, I could use a love song
Take the edge off quick, sitting in the dark
With a shared cigarette
Seeing eye-to-eye, and heart-to-heart
But maybe I'm just getting old
Used to work but now it don't
A long gone drive
You know the kind where you take a turn and you don't know why
But it clears your mind, a surefire cure
I need something stronger
That'll last a little longer
I could use a love song
That takes me back, just like that
When it comes on
To a time when I wouldn't roll my eyes
At a guy and a girl
Who make it work in a world
That for me so far just seems to go so wrong
Yeah I could use, I could use a love song
I wish I didn't know so much
I peeked behind the curtain
Now that magic rush
Feels like a trick that isn't working
But I haven't lost all hope yet
Yeah it's hurting but it ain't dead
I could use a love song
That takes me back, just like that
When it comes on
To a time when I wouldn't roll my eyes
At a guy and a girl
Who make it work in a world
That for me so far just seems to go so wrong
Yeah I could use, I could use a love song
Give me a sign or a rhyme or a reason
Just something that I can believe in
I could use a love song
That takes me back, just like that
When it comes on
To a time when I wouldn't roll my eyes
At a guy and a girl
Who make it work in a world
That for me so far just seems to go so wrong
Yeah I could use
Yeah I could use, I could use a love song
Writer: MAREN MORRIS, JIMMY ROBBINS, LAURA JEANNE VELTZ
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Downtown Music Publishing
80s Mercedes
Still runs good, built to last
Moves like a hula girl on the dash
She ain't made for practicality
Yeah, I guess she's just like me
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Pop the top down like a summer dream
She's my teenage time machine
Just keeps getting sweeter with age
She's classic through any decade
The suns in the sky, glitter on the seats
You can try, but the Benz is hard to beat
So, hey, if you want you can ride with me
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Moves like a hula girl on the dash
She ain't made for practicality
Yeah, I guess she's just like me
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Pop the top down like a summer dream
She's my teenage time machine
Just keeps getting sweeter with age
She's classic through any decade
The suns in the sky, glitter on the seats
You can try, but the Benz is hard to beat
So, hey, if you want you can ride with me
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Writer: Maren Morris, Michael James Ryan Busbee
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Drunk Girls Dont Cry
Still runs good, built to last
Moves like a hula girl on the dash
She ain't made for practicality
Yeah, I guess she's just like me
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Pop the top down like a summer dream
She's my teenage time machine
Just keeps getting sweeter with age
She's classic through any decade
The suns in the sky, glitter on the seats
You can try, but the Benz is hard to beat
So, hey, if you want you can ride with me
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Moves like a hula girl on the dash
She ain't made for practicality
Yeah, I guess she's just like me
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Pop the top down like a summer dream
She's my teenage time machine
Just keeps getting sweeter with age
She's classic through any decade
The suns in the sky, glitter on the seats
You can try, but the Benz is hard to beat
So, hey, if you want you can ride with me
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Writer: BARRY GEORGE DEAN, LUKE ROBERT LAIRD, MAREN LARAE MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
How Its Done
I know that you always brought but you never brought it back to you
Threw yourself in the hands of somebody who wasn't gonna come through
And it's always a shame watching you ache from the same wound
You don't have to walk through the fire to know that I want you
We can start with the touch of a hand like a movie scene
Moving into the weight that you've been wanting to put on me
There is no need to be nervous, I know you been looking for love, so
Let me show you how it's done
Yeah, I can show you how it's done
Ain't like this is foreign territory for you 'cause it's crossed your mind
I've been patiently waiting for the right time for a long time
But with the way you're looking at me, I can't complain, so baby keep trying
Do whatever you want as long as you're gonna cross that line
We can start with the touch of a hand like a movie scene
Moving into the weight that you've been wanting to put on me
There is no need to be nervous, I know you been looking for love, so
Let me show you how it's done
Yeah, I can show you how it's done
I'll take your hand and your heart wherever
Baby let me do it 'cause you know I know you better
Let me show you how, let me show you how
Let me show you how, let me show you how
It ain't fair what she's been giving
Now I'm on a mission for what you've been missing
Let me show you how, let me show you how
Let me show you how
We can start with the touch of a hand like a movie scene
Moving into the weight that you've been wanting to put on me
There is no need to be nervous, I know you been looking for love, so
Let me show you how it's done
Yeah, I can show you how it's done
Let me show you how it's done
Threw yourself in the hands of somebody who wasn't gonna come through
And it's always a shame watching you ache from the same wound
You don't have to walk through the fire to know that I want you
We can start with the touch of a hand like a movie scene
Moving into the weight that you've been wanting to put on me
There is no need to be nervous, I know you been looking for love, so
Let me show you how it's done
Yeah, I can show you how it's done
Ain't like this is foreign territory for you 'cause it's crossed your mind
I've been patiently waiting for the right time for a long time
But with the way you're looking at me, I can't complain, so baby keep trying
Do whatever you want as long as you're gonna cross that line
We can start with the touch of a hand like a movie scene
Moving into the weight that you've been wanting to put on me
There is no need to be nervous, I know you been looking for love, so
Let me show you how it's done
Yeah, I can show you how it's done
I'll take your hand and your heart wherever
Baby let me do it 'cause you know I know you better
Let me show you how, let me show you how
Let me show you how, let me show you how
It ain't fair what she's been giving
Now I'm on a mission for what you've been missing
Let me show you how, let me show you how
Let me show you how
We can start with the touch of a hand like a movie scene
Moving into the weight that you've been wanting to put on me
There is no need to be nervous, I know you been looking for love, so
Let me show you how it's done
Yeah, I can show you how it's done
Let me show you how it's done
Writer: Maren Larae Morris, Michael James Ryan Busbee, Natalie Nicole Hemby
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, CYPMP
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, CYPMP
Just Another Thing
I ought to know better but you know that never stopped me before
Yeah, my wheels just have a way of spinning, always ending back at your door
So add your name to the list
Of all the things I can't seem to kick
You're just another mess, another late night call I shouldn't be making
Just another high, another one night shot I shouldn't be chasing
I got my excuses, no I don't know why I do it but
You're just another, just another thing I shouldn't be doing
I shouldn't be doing
Just like smoking, just like drinking, I'm a fool for ever thinking I'm done
Yeah, I always break that promise, if I'm honest it ain't ever just one
Or two, when I'm running into you
I'm right back on that road, pushing that first domino
You're just another mess, another late night call I shouldn't be making
Just another high, another one night shot I shouldn't be chasing
I got my excuses, no I don't know why I do it but
You're just another, just another thing I shouldn't be doing
I shouldn't be doing
Yeah you're just another kiss, another Friday night I shouldn't be wasting
Just another "What you doing later on?" I shouldn't be saying
I got my excuses, no I don't know why I do it but
You're just another, just another thing I shouldn't be doing
I shouldn't be doing, shouldn't be doing, shouldn't be doing
Yeah, my wheels just have a way of spinning, always ending back at your door
So add your name to the list
Of all the things I can't seem to kick
You're just another mess, another late night call I shouldn't be making
Just another high, another one night shot I shouldn't be chasing
I got my excuses, no I don't know why I do it but
You're just another, just another thing I shouldn't be doing
I shouldn't be doing
Just like smoking, just like drinking, I'm a fool for ever thinking I'm done
Yeah, I always break that promise, if I'm honest it ain't ever just one
Or two, when I'm running into you
I'm right back on that road, pushing that first domino
You're just another mess, another late night call I shouldn't be making
Just another high, another one night shot I shouldn't be chasing
I got my excuses, no I don't know why I do it but
You're just another, just another thing I shouldn't be doing
I shouldn't be doing
Yeah you're just another kiss, another Friday night I shouldn't be wasting
Just another "What you doing later on?" I shouldn't be saying
I got my excuses, no I don't know why I do it but
You're just another, just another thing I shouldn't be doing
I shouldn't be doing, shouldn't be doing, shouldn't be doing
Writer: Matthew Peters Dragstrem, Shane L McAnally, Maren Morris
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Downtown Music Publishing
I Wish I Was
On paper we go together
I know that we look the part
But almost never hangs on forever
I know I'm breaking your heart
So go on, say what you want to
I'm not gonna stop you
You can blame it all on me
I'm not the hero in the story
I'm not the girl that gets the glory
Cause you're looking for true love
And I'm not the one
But I wish, but I wish I was
Wish I could feel about you
The way you feel about me
But you can't make a heart say something
That it don't believe
So go on, hate me if you have to
I hate myself too
Cause as much as I want to be
I'm not the hero in the story
I'm not the girl that gets the glory
Cause you're looking for true love
And I'm not the one
But I wish, but I wish I was
Go on, hate me if you have to
I still care about you
As much as I want to be
I'm not the hero in the story
I'm not the girl that gets the glory
Cause you're looking for true love
And I'm not the one
But I wish, but I wish I was
I know that we look the part
But almost never hangs on forever
I know I'm breaking your heart
So go on, say what you want to
I'm not gonna stop you
You can blame it all on me
I'm not the hero in the story
I'm not the girl that gets the glory
Cause you're looking for true love
And I'm not the one
But I wish, but I wish I was
Wish I could feel about you
The way you feel about me
But you can't make a heart say something
That it don't believe
So go on, hate me if you have to
I hate myself too
Cause as much as I want to be
I'm not the hero in the story
I'm not the girl that gets the glory
Cause you're looking for true love
And I'm not the one
But I wish, but I wish I was
Go on, hate me if you have to
I still care about you
As much as I want to be
I'm not the hero in the story
I'm not the girl that gets the glory
Cause you're looking for true love
And I'm not the one
But I wish, but I wish I was
Writer: NATALIE NICOLE HEMBY, RYAN JAMES HURD, MAREN LARAE MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, CYPMP
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, CYPMP
Second Wind
Why do we build up all these idols
Just to watch 'em fall?
You're wearin' the crown, toast of the town
And no one takes your call
Yeah maybe I've been down, down, down, down
But I always come back around, 'round, 'round, 'round
You can't forget about me
While you weren't lookin' I was gettin' even higher
Say what you want about me
Your words are gasoline on my fire
You can hate me, underestimate me
Do what you do cause what you do don't phase me
Just when you think I'm at the end
Any second I'ma catch my second wind
An airplane's only paper 'til it finds a breeze
But don't you know that it's the low that makes the high so sweet?
When they try to break, break, break you
That's when you get your break, break, breakthrough
You can't forget about me
While you weren't lookin' I was gettin' even higher
Say what you want about me
Your words are gasoline on my fire
You can hate me, underestimate me
Do what you do cause what you do don't phase me
Just when you think I'm at the end
Any second I'ma catch my second wind
Yeah maybe I've been down, down, down, down
But I always come back around, 'round, 'round, 'round
You can't forget about me
While you weren't lookin' I was gettin' even higher
Say what you want about me
Your words are gasoline on my fire
You can hate me, underestimate me
Do what you do cause what you do don't phase me
Just when you think I'm at the end
Any second I'ma catch my second wind
Just to watch 'em fall?
You're wearin' the crown, toast of the town
And no one takes your call
Yeah maybe I've been down, down, down, down
But I always come back around, 'round, 'round, 'round
You can't forget about me
While you weren't lookin' I was gettin' even higher
Say what you want about me
Your words are gasoline on my fire
You can hate me, underestimate me
Do what you do cause what you do don't phase me
Just when you think I'm at the end
Any second I'ma catch my second wind
An airplane's only paper 'til it finds a breeze
But don't you know that it's the low that makes the high so sweet?
When they try to break, break, break you
That's when you get your break, break, breakthrough
You can't forget about me
While you weren't lookin' I was gettin' even higher
Say what you want about me
Your words are gasoline on my fire
You can hate me, underestimate me
Do what you do cause what you do don't phase me
Just when you think I'm at the end
Any second I'ma catch my second wind
Yeah maybe I've been down, down, down, down
But I always come back around, 'round, 'round, 'round
You can't forget about me
While you weren't lookin' I was gettin' even higher
Say what you want about me
Your words are gasoline on my fire
You can hate me, underestimate me
Do what you do cause what you do don't phase me
Just when you think I'm at the end
Any second I'ma catch my second wind
Writer: CHRIS DESTEFANO, MAREN MORRIS, SHANE MCANALLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Once
Darling, please, we were too gone to stay
Couldn't get through the night, so we had to call it a day
The words came out, they couldn't be erased
Saw the pain in your eyes, and I knew everything had changed
I'm a traitor, I'm the cause
I'm the breaker of your heart
I ain't saying what you want
But baby, please, know that if
Somehow we make it alive
And both get out on the other side
I know this might be asking a lot
When it's all said and done
Don't forget that you loved me once
It's been months; I'm still seeing signs of you
Things that you wanted me to read, shit that you wanted me to do
If I'm left in the deepest part of your mind, it's cool
Oh, it's cool
Yeah, it hurts, I agree
You're still the first part of me
I know I set you free
But baby, please, know that if
Somehow we make it alive
And both get out on the other side
I know this might be asking a lot
When it's all said and done, don't forget that you loved me once
Know that if somehow we make it alive
And both get out on the other side
I know this might be asking a lot
When it's all said and done
Don't forget that you loved me once
I know this might be asking a lot
When it's all said and done
Don't forget that you loved me once
Couldn't get through the night, so we had to call it a day
The words came out, they couldn't be erased
Saw the pain in your eyes, and I knew everything had changed
I'm a traitor, I'm the cause
I'm the breaker of your heart
I ain't saying what you want
But baby, please, know that if
Somehow we make it alive
And both get out on the other side
I know this might be asking a lot
When it's all said and done
Don't forget that you loved me once
It's been months; I'm still seeing signs of you
Things that you wanted me to read, shit that you wanted me to do
If I'm left in the deepest part of your mind, it's cool
Oh, it's cool
Yeah, it hurts, I agree
You're still the first part of me
I know I set you free
But baby, please, know that if
Somehow we make it alive
And both get out on the other side
I know this might be asking a lot
When it's all said and done, don't forget that you loved me once
Know that if somehow we make it alive
And both get out on the other side
I know this might be asking a lot
When it's all said and done
Don't forget that you loved me once
I know this might be asking a lot
When it's all said and done
Don't forget that you loved me once
Writer: Maren Morris, Michael James Ryan Busbee
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bummin Cigarettes
Still runs good, built to last
Moves like a hula girl on the dash
She ain't made for practicality
Yeah, I guess she's just like me
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Pop the top down like a summer dream
She's my teenage time machine
Just keeps getting sweeter with age
She's classic through any decade
The suns in the sky, glitter on the seats
You can try, but the Benz is hard to beat
So, hey, if you want you can ride with me
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Moves like a hula girl on the dash
She ain't made for practicality
Yeah, I guess she's just like me
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
Pop the top down like a summer dream
She's my teenage time machine
Just keeps getting sweeter with age
She's classic through any decade
The suns in the sky, glitter on the seats
You can try, but the Benz is hard to beat
So, hey, if you want you can ride with me
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
It's Saturday night, about time to go
Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul
Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll
Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving
Turning every head hell I ain't even trying
Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink
Call me old school but hey
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
I'm a 90's baby
In my 80's Mercedes
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Company You Keep
Everyone's always talking about their favorite destination
Where they're gonna go on their next vacation
Gotta make that flashy reservation
Don't want to wait in line
But when I'm sitting on the couch and I'm looking at the pictures
The background is only a secondary fixture
Where we went for dinner, shoot, I don't remember
But we had a good time
Together, together
We can do whatever, whatever
We can walk right up the street
Where the locals roll
We ain't gotta go international
Baby just drive in a park and party
We don't need no Hollywood suite
Don't matter what we do
Anything with you sounds fine to me
It's all about the company you keep
Yeah, 'bout the company you keep
So c'mon, keep it company
Listen, when it comes down to it, nobody really cares
Where you had your Birthday, just who was there
Buy you a shot, then hold back your hair
Take you to waffle house
We're the circles that you're running when you're running around
Bail you out, make you laugh
Pick you up when you're down
Hanging out in your hometown
Hey, that's what it's all about
Whatever, whatever
We're all in it together
Birds of a feather
We can walk right up the street
Where the locals roll
We ain't gotta go international
Baby just drive in a park and party
We don't need no Hollywood suite
Don't matter what we do
Anything with you sounds fine to me
It's all about the company you keep
Yeah, 'bout the company you keep
So c'mon, keep me company
Where they're gonna go on their next vacation
Gotta make that flashy reservation
Don't want to wait in line
But when I'm sitting on the couch and I'm looking at the pictures
The background is only a secondary fixture
Where we went for dinner, shoot, I don't remember
But we had a good time
Together, together
We can do whatever, whatever
We can walk right up the street
Where the locals roll
We ain't gotta go international
Baby just drive in a park and party
We don't need no Hollywood suite
Don't matter what we do
Anything with you sounds fine to me
It's all about the company you keep
Yeah, 'bout the company you keep
So c'mon, keep it company
Listen, when it comes down to it, nobody really cares
Where you had your Birthday, just who was there
Buy you a shot, then hold back your hair
Take you to waffle house
We're the circles that you're running when you're running around
Bail you out, make you laugh
Pick you up when you're down
Hanging out in your hometown
Hey, that's what it's all about
Whatever, whatever
We're all in it together
Birds of a feather
We can walk right up the street
Where the locals roll
We ain't gotta go international
Baby just drive in a park and party
We don't need no Hollywood suite
Don't matter what we do
Anything with you sounds fine to me
It's all about the company you keep
Yeah, 'bout the company you keep
So c'mon, keep me company
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Space
Well you really did it this time
Everyone watched as you took the stars right out of my sky
The light out of my eyes
I don't need a drink or a good conversation
Or the talk of this town all around me
I'm broken, embarrassed, I know there's nowhere I can go
All I know is that I need space
If it takes a rocket, okay
Somewhere more than a planet away
I wave to the man in the moon
Put a lightyear between me and you
I need space
You really messed with my head
Knocked me off of my axis
I would get out of bed
But around here the fact is
No one who's willing to listen will listen without taking sides of the story
Gravity's holding me here but if I had a say all I'd say
Is that I need space
If it takes a rocket, okay
Somewhere more than a planet away
I wave to the man in the moon
Put a lightyear between me and you
I need space
I wave to the man in the moon
Nowhere to be and nothing to do
With a lightyear between me and you
I need space
I need space
I need space
Everyone watched as you took the stars right out of my sky
The light out of my eyes
I don't need a drink or a good conversation
Or the talk of this town all around me
I'm broken, embarrassed, I know there's nowhere I can go
All I know is that I need space
If it takes a rocket, okay
Somewhere more than a planet away
I wave to the man in the moon
Put a lightyear between me and you
I need space
You really messed with my head
Knocked me off of my axis
I would get out of bed
But around here the fact is
No one who's willing to listen will listen without taking sides of the story
Gravity's holding me here but if I had a say all I'd say
Is that I need space
If it takes a rocket, okay
Somewhere more than a planet away
I wave to the man in the moon
Put a lightyear between me and you
I need space
I wave to the man in the moon
Nowhere to be and nothing to do
With a lightyear between me and you
I need space
I need space
I need space
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher