I know whats comin
Has been comin for so long
And maybe I'm tired of tryin to be
So strong
And maybe it's true
Maybe I'll just never be that take home kind of girl
Maybe it's true
Maybe I'm just hard up for that sun down kind of world
But sometimes I can't tell
Sometimes I can't tell
If it's just a slow ride to the angels
Or a long ride to hell
And maybe it's true
Maybe I'm just a loaded gun
But whats it to you
You act like I'm the only one
With nothing to lose
With nothing to prove
Maybe it's true
Yea maybe it's true
I dreamed of you dear
Covered in green
Surrounded by a daisy for every day we were 17
I brushed your hair back
Away from your eyes
I've never been too good at these long drawn out
Kinda goodbyes
And maybe it's true
Yea maybe it's true
