Payne-Wray
Lookin back in my rear view mirror
At the boy with the Texas plates
Momma was startin' to worry
I said momma, it's way too late
Four wheels in my favorite color
Gonna roll me away
This time there ain't no other
This time I can't be saved
Ain't no curve that I can't handle
Ain't no mountain I can't climb
So young and foolish
I was drivin' blind
With my heart wide open
It was just a matter of time
I didn't see the signals
I was drivin' blind, drivin' blind
Got bombs in my pocket
Got dreams in my head
Everyday feels like the 4th of July
Everything's painted cherry red
Lookin back in my rear view mirror
At the boy with the Texas plates
Momma was startin' to worry
I said momma, it's way too late
Four wheels in my favorite color
Gonna roll me away
This time there ain't no other
This time I can't be saved
Ain't no curve that I can't handle
Ain't no mountain I can't climb
So young and foolish
I was drivin' blind
With my heart wide open
It was just a matter of time
I didn't see the signals
I was drivin' blind, drivin' blind
Got bombs in my pocket
Got dreams in my head
Everyday feels like the 4th of July
Everything's painted cherry red
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