I was just a kid tryna live by the book Whipping down country roads with creekside overlooks Always staying positive no matter how it looked Remembering the outcome's really just the outlook She was just girl doing makeup in the mirror Driving like a pro; she use her knee to steer And under eye concealer tryna cover up the bags Swerving in a whip that’s repping out of state tags Old pictures on the dash, sock tans and razor rash Fanny pack to stash the cash, cupholders full a trash A hundred miles off, I’m nodding off, trying not to crash And I'm wearing too many colors; I'm too tired to know what clash And my shaver died on the drive, gonna rock the stash The summer lasts forever till it’s over in a flash The attraction never happened 'till we were back in our home cities And I noticed for a moment that our closeness made her pretty Especially at the Freddies getting ready to watch me win 'em Gazing at me waving from the stage when I'd go get 'em Company paid vacays, short stays at seminars Never far, ever are any rooms from the bar She’d follow me to come see how it goes, yeah Tryna pull of my close And I was blue about it when red she chose in Mexico Wearing green, feeling too green to let her go I think my face kinda let her know, yeah Cause she let him go Oh oh oh oh She let him go (Dumb kids, still dumb, shit's messed up) To keep it a secret between us we mutually chose The scandal of candles on mantels of firewood stoves- Not quite the real thing, but so close to it Nothing’s permanent in company ink, but ya can’t undo it No no And we were just some kids Tryna live by the book Always positive that it Didn't matter how it looked The outcome's the outlook We were just some kids Tryna live by the book Always positive that it Didn't matter how it looked The outcome's the outlook We were just some kids, yeah Tryna live by the book Always positive that it Didn't matter how it looked The outcome's the outlook We were just some kids Tryna live by the book Always positive that it Didn't matter how it looked And seeing her on Sunday meant more than units Couldn't wait to escape to the storage unit And put blankets on the boxes And get naked in the darkness We were just some kids Tryna live by the book Always positive that we weren't just some dumb ass kids
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