Mixed Bag

It's a mixed bag I was cursing out the season You were searching for a reason to be mad Babe, I got plenty of them It's a bad night Keeping Texas on the timeline Made it easy to be leaving you behind But I got what I want and it's just enough There was an east coast There was a farm road There was a five lane highway home And it's all right Heavy hitters on the sideline I know every single fight we've ever had But I got what I want and it's not enough There was a phone call There was a hotel bedroom bar There was a five lane highway home There was a tongue tied drag There was a hope that kept you trying There was a five lane highway home Taking the only side, hmm There was a hope that kept you higher Drawing a line, making a plea Yeah, there was a phone call There was a car that kept on driving There was a five lane highway home There was a big mood baby There's a part of me that's lying Oh, I was a five lane highway home I get it, you got it I get it, you got it bad We said we'd last forever Don't you dare try to put it past me