Well you walked into my heart like it was some old dance hall floor. I should have known better I had seen your kind before. you rolled in like a tumble weed the texas wind had blown.
Elsa was an acrobat. That went and fell in love with that. Horatio, the human cannonball. . A wedding beneath the big top tent. With barkers, clowns, and elephants,.
Elsa was an acrobat. That went and fell in love with that. Horatio, the human cannonball. . A wedding beneath the big top tent. With barkers, clowns, and elephants,.
Sometimes I wish I lived in Airstream. Homemade curtains lit just like a gypsy. Break her heart and roll out of town. 'Cause gypsies never get tied down.
Hey there Mr. Tin Man. You don't know how lucky you are. You shouldn't spend your whole life wishin'. For something bound to fall apart. Everytime you're feeling empty.
Well this moment is heavy. For me I'm not ready. Like a caged bird barely set free. Forgive me I'm finding my wings. . While my body is present. My heart is absent.
I want a man with a smoking jacket. And a deeper pocket with money to burn. I want a man who knows his status. And he makes a habit of loving me till it hurts.
I'm walking in their footsteps. I'm singing their old songs. Somebody blazed this trail. I'm treadin' on. I'm bent, but I'm not broken. I'm stronger than I feel.
Thought that I was safe down in New Orleans. 'Til I picked up a quarter from 1979. Stuck it in the back pocket of these jeans. Worn in boyfriend button down Levis.
I wanna go somewhere where nobody knows. I wanna know somewhere where nobody goes. Following gold lines on the ground, northbound, southbound. There's something 'bout the way I feel when the wheels go round and round and round.
Dear old sun. How you holdin' up?. Through the winter cold. Up there all alone. February's been hard on a heart. But we're near the end. And it's almost March.
Saturday's gonna keep you up all night. 'Cause Sunday morning ain't your style. It's been a while since I've seen the sun rise. I'm not sure how you make a living.
Get the lead out, momma. Pack up everything we own. The smogs about to get me. And I've got a mind to roam. . In my covered wagon. Honey, down the road we go.
Hey white liar. The truth comes out a little at a time. And it spreads just like a fire. Slips off of your tongue like turpentine. And I don't know why, white liar.
Alone in a booth, in the Pioneer Cafe. I'm strung out from the road, a pillow in my hands. I sip the last straw from a cold cup of coffee. and try to sort out my feelings as good as I can.
what in the world is happening to me. I've already tried to shake your memory. I don't know why it is I can't get over you. cus' honey you ain't worth this pain I'm going through.
Carrying the weight on the end of a limb. your just waitin for somebody. to pick you up again. shaded by a tree, can't live up to a rose. all you ever wanted.
(Miranda Lambert). . You draw it out like a highway. With every word you'd say. Excuses for the answers that you lack. Your mama's still the steady ground.
Red rosé on a painted lips. Putting on Chanel. Packing Harlem boots. Side by side like fuzzy dice. If looks could kill. We'd be doing time. . We're a deadly combination you and me.
I ain't gonna get dressed up, just to be your clown. Ain't gonna paint this pretty face, like you paint the town. I ain't wastin' good mascara, just to watch it runnin' down.