Lyrics

My hair is going high as Heaven So long and softer than a bed I look and feel like Anna Nicole And that's all I ever wanted I fill a suitcase full of presents Things I'm leaving to my friends I'm going away and I can't decide Who would want my ends 'Cause what I have to do is not that nice and really no fun I love little lies as much as you, but here's the big one I'm gonna tell everybody I know that I'm moving to Nashville I'll get all my goodbyes well out of the way I'll make a memory of 'em shipping me off to Nashville But I'm not going, there's nowhere I can stay I'm tired of looking at this body I'm tired of living in this brain I get eight hours sleep with a drip IV And feel tired, baby, all the same So the girls will see me in my boots With tickets to the rodeo We'll cry to K-Pop and tequila shots And they'll never have to know That what I'm gonna do is not that nice and really no fun I hate to leave a party, so I'm off to join my own one I'm gonna tell everybody I know that I'm moving to Nashville I'll get all my goodbyes well out of the way I'll make a memory of 'em shipping me off to Nashville But I'm not going, there's nowhere I can stay And I don't know what you'll make of me But it's better off this way Imagine my bag full of hotel soap And pretend I'm on the plane If I never get to Nashville now It never let me down That dream that got me through so much And would have made you proud I'm gonna tell everybody I know that I'm moving to Nashville I'll get all my goodbyes well out of the way, out of the way I'll make a memory of 'em shipping me off to Nashville, oh I'm gonna tell everybody I know that I'm moving to Nashville Oh, I'll get all my goodbyes well out of the way, oh-oh I'll make a memory of 'em shipping me off to Nashville And I'm sorry if you loved me, I hate that I'm this way, oh
Writer(s): Ciara Mary-alice Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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