I’m giving up these numbers on these napkins These buy me one more drinks and we’ll see what happens I’m giving up whiskey’s and cokes these neon clouds of smoke These not so funny jokes that I've been laughing at anyway I’m quitting kicking the habit of trying to get over you
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I’m giving in getting in my car George Straight singing baby run on the radio I could find it blindfolded in the dark Pulling in your drive still feels like coming home Open the screen door Knock on your front door Just to tell you That I’m giving up on giving up I’m giving up on giving up I’m giving up on giving up on you
I’m giving up feeling so damn empty And setting fire to these 3x5 memories I’m giving up the bold faced lie that I’m alright I’m damned if I don’t love you anymore
Chorus: I’m giving in getting in my car George Straight singing baby run on the radio I could find it blindfolded in the dark Pulling in your drive still feels like coming home Open the screen door Knock on your front door Just to tell you That I’m giving up on giving up I’m giving up on giving up I’m giving up on giving up on youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
