Tekst Utworu

Today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or two The one with old wood creaking, that would burn away right on cue I try to be not like that, but some people really suck People need to get the axing, chalk it up to bad luck I know a drugstore cowgirl; so afraid of getting bored She's always running from something; so many things ignored I might do that stuff if it didn't make me feel like shit I'm on some old reality tip, so many trips in it Beautiful disaster Flyin' down the street again I tried to keep up You wore me out and left me ate up Now I wish you all the luck You're a butterfly in the wind without a care A pretty train crash to me and I can't care I do, I don't, whatever I know a drugstore cowgirl; so afraid of getting bored She's always running from something, so many things ignored I try to be not like this, but I thought it'd make a good song There's nothing to see, show's over; people just move along Beautiful disaster Flyin' down the street again I tried to keep up You wore me out and left me ate up Now I wish you all the luck You're a butterfly in the wind without a care A pretty train crash to me and I can't care I do, I don't, whatever What's up New Orleans? Happy Mardi Gras!
Writer(s): Nicholas Hexum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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