Why can't you love me like I need you to? It's such a simple task at hand Well you can't cure a broken man Or mend his gun hot hands And I am still the same kid you fell for when we were young How come every song I sing you say has already been sung? And I feel like a nuisance in my own damn mind When I speak you say it's too much when I scream you say I've lost my mind
So don't call in the mornin' 'cause I'll already be gone Oklahoma in the summertime's where my country ass belongs Love is patient, love is kind should not make you lose your mind Thеre's got to be more to this than bеin' pissed off all the time All the time
Why can't I love you like you need me to? It seems we juxtapose I'll just head out on the town for deja vu until they close
So don't call in the mornin' 'cause I'll already be gone Oklahoma in the summertime's where my country ass belongs Love is patient, love is kind should not make you lose your mind There's got to be more to this than bein' pissed off all the time All the time
So don't call in the mornin' 'cause I'll already be gone Oklahoma in the summertime's where my country ass belongs Love is patient, love is kind should not make you lose your mind There's got to be more to this than bein' pissed off all the time
Compositor: Zachary Lane Bryan (Zach Bryan) (BMI)Editor: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #35319593 em 17/Abr/2024