I could come home from workin'And not have her

commence shaking your south sideThomas on that beatYeahIt feels

a bottle on the dresser by your ringAnd it's

there ain't no way you don't knowHow pretty you

would've hitchhiked to BirminghamIf it hadn't been for loveNever

feelin' longer now than it ever has beforeAnother memory

It's midnight on the mountainI can tell by the chill in

Theres a place in a piney hollowThat no one but me

remember when kissing you would take all nightLove was

wait to turn 16 and drive all the boys

fly, fly me into the great unknownTime, time, when you're

the way you broke my heartIt shattered like a

This is my bar and you know itYou never came in

one, two, what you tryna do? (What you tryna do?)I

say, "I'm sorry"It's not the hardest thing

CHORUSLonely, lonely as can beTrain cry on, you're lonely just like

met you when I had a dreamNot so long

Justin somethin', say, say somethin’S-s-say somethin', saySay somethin', no,

cops showed up at a eleven oh sixWith the

know it ain't all that lateBut you should probably