You could be LA
Toes in the ocean
Skin turning golden
Under the sun
Or maybe montana
Pickin wild flowers
Out on the range
Where the horses run
I don’t where you are
But I know you ain’t
Shotgun in my ride
Sleeping on your side of this California king size bed
You ain’t dancin in my shirt, pullin me in with no words
Turning my lips your shade of ruby red
I wish I could you’ll come around
And you’re out there thinkin’ about me now
But you ain’t
Sometimes I wake up
Swear I see you smilin’
But then I open my eyes
And you’re still long gone
Without a warning
Not even a goodbye
Was it really that easy to just move on
I don’t know who you think you are
But I know I you ain’t
Shotgun in my ride
Sleeping on your side of this California king size bed
You ain’t dancin in my shirt, pullin me in with no words
Turning my lips your shade of ruby red
I wish I could you’ll come around
And you’re out there thinkin’ about me now
But you ain’t
No, you ain’t
Oh, yeah
Time is a healer
But I ain’t no saint
If you ever come back I’ll tell you it’s too late
And you ain’t
Shotgun in my ride
Sleeping on your side of this California king size bed
You ain’t dancin in my shirt, pullin me in with no words
Turning my lips your shade of ruby red
Oh, wish I could say that I’ll come around
And everything that I need right now
But you ain’t
You ain’t
You ain’t
Oh, you ain’t
No, you ain’t
You ain’t