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Reaching for my phone don't know if I should spend a night alone
I roll the dice I haven't lost my appetite for ya
I'm acting silly driving all across the city
Windows down another cigarette
One hit and then I regret
Sending that text
I swore I'd quit
You're just my ex
You're just my ex
Know what comes next
I swore I'd quit
How'd I forget
Cowboy boots don't look cute
When you're playing guitar
ccting like you're a star
Country tunes don't sound true
When they're coming from you (when they're coming from you)
(When they're coming from you)
Left foot in, right out the door
I was honestly a little bored
I was dragging my feet to your self-centered beat
Gave you my love you risked nothing at all
Cowboy boots don't look cute
When you're playing guitar
ccting like you're a star
Country tunes don't sound true
When they're coming from you (when they're coming from you)
(When they're coming from you)
WRITERS
Kayla Mickelsen, George Seay
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
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