| I like broken heart songs but this ain’t one of ‘em
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| I didn’t step to the mic just to tell you I’m down
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| I can hear the blues behind me and I’m out running ‘em
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| With love on my brain and my feet on the ground
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| I like precious memories but I’m not faking one
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| Cause it’s gonna get messy if we’re speaking our minds
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| If I don’t make a promise then I won’t be breaking one
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| And if I break your heart, you don’t gotta break mine
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| There are so many things to be angry about
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| Maybe we could take just a quick time out
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| There’s always somebody suffering in the room next door
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| Grab ‘em by the hand, pull ‘em out onto the dance floor
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| What you call country music sounds more like Bon Jovi
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| It used to piss me off, now it kinda turns me on
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| Just because you knew me, doesn’t mean you know me
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| Just because I’m right, that doesn’t mean you’re wrong
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| There are so many things to be angry about
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| Maybe we could take just a quick time out
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| There’s always somebody suffering in the room next door
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| Hands start clappin' when the going gets tough
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| This is what happens when you turn me up
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| I don’t wanna argue, I don’t want no altercation
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| I’ll pretend it’s Christmas and wish upon a star
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| I’ll pour a glass of whiskey and wait for inspiration
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| And if it don’t show up, I’ve still got my guitar |