Radio

It’s been years since I’ve seen Grace
Wrap her hands around my waist
Like I love that sour taste on my tongue,
am I too young
I’ve been told you were a liar
By the brimstone and the fire
I ain’t ever been so tired, I can’t sleep,
It’s killing me I will gather all my things, ready to roll,
Throw the whiskey bottle on the floor
Turn the T.V. off, let’s go again
I don’t think you’ll ever understand
That’s (why) I’ll I dance across the room with my radio
Kicking off my shoes and selling all my clothes
Running thru those woods, honey please come home
Well I know, we will soon dance again
It’s been years since I’ve seen Grace
Wrap her hands around my waist
Like I love that sour taste on my tongue,
am I too young
I’ve been told you were a liar
By the brimstone and the fire
I ain’t ever been so tired, I can’t sleep,
It’s killing me You still clean my dirty shoes
Take the heat where blame is due
Let’s have a smoke when you are through,
just a hypocrite, I need to quit
I’d love to live there for a time
Buy a ring and make you mine
Maybe lay me down some tile, floors,
I’ll make them yours
I will gather all my things, ready to roll,
Throw the whiskey bottle on the floor
Turn the T.V. off, let’s go again
I don’t think you’ll ever understand
That’s (why) I’ll I dance across the room with my radio
Kicking off my shoes and selling all my clothes
Running thru those woods, honey please come home
Well I know, we will soon dance again
That’s (why) I’ll I dance across the room with my radio
Kicking off my shoes and selling all my clothes
Running thru those woods, honey please come home
Well I know, we will soon dance again