Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slade Coulter
Performer
Ashland Craft
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Slade Coulter
Songwriter
Lyrics
One, two, three
There's a freeze frame moment
A box fan blowin'
Your hair across those early morning eyes
Golden rays fall through the window shade
And dance upon your face in little lines
And I swear to God I never wanted anything so much
I cast out my religion to be baptized by your touch
So go on, leave me broken
Baby, here's to hopin' I get over you
And nothin' lasts forever
But how could I know better when you said it too?
So quick to leave me guessin'
Like it was none of my concern
Well, maybe it's a blessin' now
Or just another lesson I ain't learned
Put away your pictures
Half-assed read some scripture
I still see your shadows in the hall
This isn't what I wanted
And now this house is haunted
I can't seem to get no sleep at all
I was so fed up with waitin' up for you to never ring
I handed you my heart and you chose to let it bleed
Go on, leave me broken
Baby, here's to hopin' I get over you
Nothin' lasts forever
But how could I know better when you said it too?
You cut away my roots
So you could set me up to burn
Maybe it's a blessin' now
Or just another lesson I ain't learned
Now every time I see you
I know I'm in a dream
I want so bad to call you
But you ain't callin' me
Go on, leave me broken
Baby, here's to hopin' I get over you
Nothin' lasts forever
But how could I know better when you said it too?
So quick to leave me guessin'
Like it was none of my concern
Well, maybe it's a blessin' now
Or just another lesson I ain't learned
Written by: Slade Coulter