Texty

I bet you pick her up, at ten past 8:00 p.m. Open up that car door, before she reaches to get in Bet she doesn't know where Just that you're going somewhere Yeah, I recognize those butterflies 'Cause I've been there So far she looks happy Like I thought I'd still be And as far as I know she probably Doesn't think you'll ever leave But I know what she don't She can't slow down a rolling stone If she's just a stop on the way to fill some void Well, it won't get you far, boy Maybe you see something in her that I don't have Maybe this time's different or a repeat of the past No matter where you take her Boy, it's a small town She'll find out what you did The word will get around So far she looks happy Like I thought I'd still be And as far as I know she probably Doesn't think you'll ever leave But I know what she don't She can't slow down a rolling stone If she's just a stop on the way to fill some void Well, it won't get you far, boy If you're gonna love her close to the way that you loved me It won't get you far, boy It won't get you far, boy So far she looks happy Like I thought I'd still be And as far as I know she probably Doesn't think you'll ever leave But I know what she don't She can't slow down a rolling stone If she's just a stop on the way to fill some void Well, it won't get you far, boy Well, it won't get you far, boy
Writer(s): Leah Marie Mason, Kelsey Lamb, Royale Lynn Haldenby, Kaylin Marie Roberson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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