Walk you home to see Where you're living around And I know this place. Pour yourself on me And you know I'm the one That you won't forget.
In your denim eyes I see something is awry And I see you're weak When he comes around I see you're fixin' to shine And my face won't speak.
Hate to be so emotional, I didn't aim to get physical, But when he pulled in and revved it up, I said, 'You call that a pickup truck?' And in the moonlight I throwed him down, Kicking screaming and rolling around. A little piece of a bloody tooth, Just so you know I was thinking of you, Just so you know I oh...
Trembling misery, And as a cold as a hole, I hug your bones and skin crackling Wood's gone white and my eyes swoll up now I can see the light.
Hate to be so emotional, I didn't aim to get physical, But when he pulled in and revved it up, I said, 'You call that a pickup truck?' And in the moonlight I throwed him down, Kicking screaming and rolling around. A little piece of a bloody tooth,
Just so you know I was thinking of you, Just so you know I oh... Just so you know I oh... Just so you know I oh...
Hate to be so emotional, I didn't aim to get physical, But when he pulled in and revved it up, I said, 'You call that a pickup truck?' And in the moonlight I throwed him down, Kicking screaming and rolling around. A little piece of a bloody tooth, Just so you know I was thinking of you, Just so you know I was thinking of you, Just so you know I was thinking of you, Just so you know I oh... Just so you know I oh...
Compositores: Anthony Caleb Followill (SESAC), Ivan N Followill (Nathan Followill) (SESAC), Jared Followill (SESAC), Matthew Followill (SESAC)Editor: BMG Cicada (SESAC)Publicado em 2010 (27/Ago) e lançado em 2010 (01/Out)ECAD verificado obra #15484574 e fonograma #2109328 em 02/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM