You know the boys who make it hard to breathe?

Well, he was that for me

I lost my instinct when he got me a drink

He broke me down in just a week

It was a long-ass week

Southern sweet like Carolina tea

His kiss is a tattoo on me

I still feel it on my cheek

So mesmerized, now I can't speak

But he's makin' me think

Wouldn't it be nice if he used his southern charm?

Wouldn't it be right if I stopped it before the start?

Right at the high, he walks away

And my heart flatlines, and he already forgot my name

Fenders and Gibson guitars

Wrote songs with intention to break my heart

Hold on to nights when I'd start

He's good at leavin' me torn apart

With all my heart

Wouldn't it be nice if he used his southern charm?

Wouldn't it be right if I stopped it before the start?

Right at the high, he walks away

And my heart flatlines, and he already forgot my name

I wish I could say

"I wish it hurt you like it hurt me"

Would you break through? Will you see

All I put up with? All of your bullshit?

I wish it hurt you like it hurt me

So I could get some clarity

But whenever you walk by, I just lose my mind

(Wouldn't it be) nice if he used his southern charm?

Wouldn't it be right if I stopped it before the start?

Right at the high, he walks away

And my heart flatlines, he made me forget my own name