Young love, young love. Young love, young love. . I may be young, but I? m not foolish. I can tell real love from a game. I? m not gonna let you use me.
A lot of people called it prison when I was growin' up. But these are my roots and this is what I love. 'Cause everybody knows me and I know them. And I believe that's the way we we're supposed to live.
Midnight in Albuquerque. Drunk again on a little Wild Turkey. Damned if her memory. Didn't show up right on time. . I've driven through the rain and snow.
I worked hard all week but now you're here with me. Starin' up at a summer sky. A blanket in the truck bed just gives me the go ahead. 'Cause we've got plenty of time.
I don't want your old letters. And I don't want to be friends. I've had enough to last a lifetime. And I don't wanna go again. . And I don't have to find a reason.
Hangin' around again in the shadow of your broken love. You let me down again 'cause I'm drownin' in the damage done. Hangin' around again, with my broken love left in your hands.