They come from the wrong side of the track. Born a breed apart. Can't tie em up, can't pin 'em down. Always clinging to some old star. They chase that restless spirit.
It's true, I lied, I cheated. And the truth is, that ain't all. While you were thinking of me. I was busy thinking of myself. I never gave and I took all I needed.
I wandered in around midnight. Like I've done so many times. She was sittin' at the table. There were no tears in her eyes. It seemed so much unlike her.
Mornings closing in on me, how can I face another dawn?. My life lost all meaning, the minute she was gone. I begged and I pleaded, I done all a man can do.
She left you alone. Then I came along. You said you were over her for good. Looks like you were wrong. . 'Cause you still call her name. Sometimes in the night.
(Larry Boone/Paul Nelson/Tracy Lawrence). . It's true, I lied, I cheated. And the truth is that ain't all. While you were thinkin' of me. I was busy thinking of myself.
I heard the sound, dull smash of shatterproof glass. Everything stopped in the parking lot. For a little girl, face down on the ground. We all knew that she gone.
Last night after dinner. As I read the evening paper. I looked up to see a look. Of sadness in her eyes. . I asked her what was wrong. She sighed and said,"It's nothing".
She left you alone. Then I came along. You said you were over her for good. Looks like you were wrong. Cuz you still call her name. Sometimes in the night.