My momma would cry

If she heard the rumors you were telling

All around this town

That ain't the boy she raised

You're selling lies and throwing stones

'Cause we ain't us no more

And I'm just throwing back Patrón

Leaving you alone

Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation if

It makes you feel better, but it's just bitter damnation

These things they fall apart

Like boots, blue jeans, and cars

But I know who I am

So whatever helps your heart

I'm not gonna lie

The things you said got back to me and

Cut me like a knife

Made my love the enemy

If you need someone to blame, pour poison on my name

Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation if

It makes you feel better, but it's just bitter damnation

These things they fall apart

Like boots, blue jeans, and cars

But I know who I am

So whatever helps your heart

My momma would cry

If she heard the rumors you were telling

All around this town

That ain't the boy she raised

Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation if

It makes you feel better, but it's just bitter damnation

These things they fall apart

Like boots, blue jeans, and cars

But I know who I am

So whatever helps your heart

So whatever helps your heart

So whatever helps your heart