Song Length |
4:18 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Country - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Troubled |
Subject |
Bad Love, Jealousy |
Similar Artists |
Miranda Lambert, Carrie Underwood |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
It's been a while since you called me baby been a while since I heard from you
Been a while since you said "I love you" but you said it so I know it's true
I know I showed up unexpected but that's just what lovers do
Knocked on your door but you didn't answer, called your name so you'd know it was me
No response so I peeked through the window, the lights were off and I couldn't see you
I couldn't see you
Quietly I slipped through the side gate and softly opened your back door
Headed to your room down the hallway, tiptoed across the floor
Then I flipped on the lights
Now there's bedsheets flyin' 'cuz someone's been lyin'
Does she love like I do, hope she made you feel good
Never mind what you have to say, there's gonna be hell to pay
Yeah there's gonna be hell to pay
Why you lookin' at me like I'm crazy, what on earth did you expect me to do?
I feel sorry for your new little lady 'cuz she's probably gonna get hers too
Now it's time to have some fun me and this old shotgun
Bet you thought that I wouldn't catch you, you tried to play me like a fool
I had a feeling this is what you were doing, so I plotted my revenge old school
I'm going old school
I bet you thought it was funny baby treating me just like a joke
I guess we'll see who gets the last laugh as your house goes up in smoke
I hit the point of no return
Now there's bedsheets flyin' 'cuz someone's been lyin'
Does she love like I do, hope she made you feel good
I guess there's nothing left to say, there's gonna be hell to pay
My momma didn't raise no damsel in distress oh no, no
I'll put you in your place just like I did the rest
Now there's buckshot flyin' 'cuz someone's been lyin'
Does she love like I do, hope she made you feel good
I don't care what you have to say, there's gonna be hell to pay
Now there's buckshot flyin' 'cuz someone's been lyin'
There's nothing left, nothing left to say
There's gonna be hell to pay, there's gonna be hell to pay
As I'm leaving I'll strike up a match and sit in my car and watch this whole place burn
How many times do I have to do this, chalk it up to another lesson learned...
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