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Why can't you love me like I need you to? It's such a simple task at hand But you can't cure a broken man or mend his gun-hot hands And I am still the same kid you fell for when we were young How come every song I sing, you say, has already been sung? And I feel like a nuisance in my own damn mind When I speak, you say it's too much When I scream, you say I've lost my mind So, don't call in the morning 'Cause I'll already be gone Oklahoma in the summer times Where my country ass belongs Love is patient, love is kind Should not make you lose your mind There's got to be more to this than bein' pissed off All the time All the time Why can't I love you like you need me to? It seems we juxtapose I'll just head out on the town For déjà vu until they close So, don't call in the morning 'Cause I'll already be gone Oklahoma in the summer times Where my country ass belongs Love is patient, love is kind Should not make you lose your mind There's got to be more to this than bein' pissed off All the time All the time So, don't call in the morning 'Cause I'll already be gone Oklahoma in the summer times Where my country ass belongs Love is patient, love is kind Should not make you lose your mind There's got to be more to this than bein' pissed off All the time
Writer(s): Zachary Lane Bryan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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