Montana

One, two, three

'Cause these four walls been

Seeing a lot me lately

I ain't left the house in quite some time

Could burn it down or

Stare off to nothing

Kinda used to not having anyone around

But ain't it crazy how the little things change

Well, 'cause

A two a.m. call should get older quick

And I'm waking up not knowing what I did and I hate it

I hated it changing

But I had to let you go

Wouldn't believe it for myself six months ago

But I'm a hard-headed, hard-stuck on this road

But hell I'm getting pretty good at being alone

Mmm

And this

Empty shotgun seat that

Used to drive me crazy

Is now me riding with this red dirt road

I'm doing something with a whole lot of nothing

'Cause I'm getting pretty good at getting gone

But ain't it crazy how the little things change

Well, 'cause

A two a.m. call should get older quick

And I'm waking up not knowing what I did and I hate it

I hated it changing

But I had to let you go

Wouldn't believe it for myself six months ago

But I'm a hard-headed, hard-stuck on this road

But hell I'm getting pretty good at being alone

Woah, being alone

'Cause you can't hold me down

Against the wall

But my true self was never meant to fall

Well, 'cause

A two a.m. call should get older quick

And I'm waking up not knowing what I did

Oohh

I hated it changing

But I had to let you go

Wouldn't believe it for myself six months ago

But I'm a hard-headed, hard-stuck on this road

And I'm damn good at being on my own

'Cause well, I've gotten pretty good at

Being alone

Woah being alone