Cowboy Boots

Reaching for my phone don’t know if I should spend the night alone

I roll the dice, I haven't lost my appetite for ya

I'm acting silly, driving all across the city

Windows down, another cigarette

One hit and then I regret

Sending that text

I swore I'd quit

You're just my ex

You're just my ex

Know what comes next

I swore I'd quit

How'd I forget?

Cowboy boots don't look cute

When you're playing guitar

Acting like you're a star

Country tunes don't sound true

When they're coming from you, when they're coming from you

When they're coming from you, com-coming from you

Left foot in, right out the door

I was honestly a little bored

I was dragging my feet to your self-centered beat

Gave you my love you risked nothing at all

Cowboy boots don't look cute

When you're playing guitar

Acting like you're a star

Country tunes don't sound true

When they're coming from you, when they're coming from you

Cowboy boots don't look cute

When you're playing guitar

Acting like you're a star

Country tunes don't sound true

When they're coming from you, when they're coming from you

You're just my ex

Know what comes next

I swore I'd quit

How'd I forget?

You're just my, just my ex

How'd I forget?