Sauce

Every sauce on the table

’Cause I never knew what you liked

You laughed at the mess we were making

Ketchup stains and late-night time

Hash browns I swore that I hated

Till i stole the ones off your plate

That was us in a nutshell

Argue

Then call it fate

From every sauce at McDonalds

To “will you be mine” in a booth at 2

From small-town roads to Louisiana

Every mile just led me back to you

We turned cheap coffee into birthdays

Turned our wild hearts into two

From every sauce on the table

I was always choosing you

Ink on your arm for your birthday

You said

“this one’s for the year we survived”

Trace every line like a roadmap

Of every way we stayed alive

We packed up the car for the bayou

Chasing heat

Chasing something new

Didn’t know that state line

Was the start of me and you

From every sauce at McDonalds

To “will you be mine” in a booth at 2

From small-town roads to Louisiana

Every mile just led me back to you

We turned cheap coffee into birthdays

Turned our wild hearts into two

From every sauce on the table

I was always choosing you

Then a child brought light to our life

Tiny hands

Middle-of-the-night cries

Suddenly all of our stories

Were looking back at us in their eyes (oh)

From every yes at Dennys

To a high chair tucked in the booth

From small-town roads to Louisiana

To the day our little one came through

We turned tired eyes into laughter

Turned an empty place into a room

From every sauce on the table

I was always choosing you

I am still choosing you