It’s gettin cold here in the Carolina pines while I sit here with Taylor on my mind, a fire burning but not in this house it’s one I can’t put out to save my life, but if I’m being honest,
If I could see Taylor one more time maybe my heart wouldn’t hurt this bad, if I could see that welcome to Michigan sign maybe it might ease my mind, but instead I roll one and drink till you leave my head
This bed ain’t the same since you left, this ole house is just walls and a floor where I sit, back against the door half drunk, half here, and only half a man. It’s a dangerous thang what loneliness can do to a man, I gave you all of what I am but here we are, with six hundred and forty seven miles in between and this ole heart ain’t doin too good, so I’ll sit here and drink until I stop thinkin
If I could see Taylor one more time maybe my heart wouldn’t hurt this bad, if I could see that welcome to Michigan sign maybe it might ease my mind, but instead I roll one and drink till you leave my head
It gets dark in these mountains as I scream at a god I don’t believe in, you were all that was good about me but with gin and some grass I’ll disappear from this life, but before I go I’ll tell you girl together or not holding you will always be my favorite part of this world, so I’ll drift off sayin,
If I could see Taylor one more time maybe my heart wouldn’t hurt this bad, if I could see that welcome to Michigan sign maybe it might ease my mind, but instead I roll one and drink till you leave my head