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I miss the time you loved me when you actually did
When I was just a wild haired messed up kid
You told me that I smell like Pabst and spirits
You'd give anything at all to be anywhere near it
You grow so fond of things meant to be free
What if letting go is what's killing me
I've never felt this beat down before
Soon as I'm back up I'm coming back for more

And I hope you find, whatever it is you need
Leave it behind, the wreckage of you and me
And I pray you go, back to Oklahoma
So I can head back home and be the
Man that's never known ya

Well, I'd have move the mountains roped every damn star
To have the slightest idea who you actually are
One more moment of you laying right here
I wrote you songs that you'll never hear
Started out feeling like a damn rebirth
Till the laughing stops and you lose your worth
You question it all when you lie in your bed
Cause you can't take back any love you give

And I hope you find, whatever it is you need
Leave it behind, the wreckage of you and me
And I pray you go, back to Oklahoma
So I can head back home and be the
Man that's never known ya

Well, I hope you find, whatever it is you need
Leave it behind, the wreckage of you and me
And I pray you go, back to Oklahoma
So I can head back home and be the
Man that's never known ya

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