Mat Kearney

Says she likes me to all of her friends
Cold shoulder’s what she pretends
I buy Americano every morning
Rings me up and winks with no warning
At the park with nobody else
Purple boots and her basquiot belt
Lights up when she sees my face
Turns red as she’s turning away
All I ever know baby
All these games that you’re playing
You keep driving me crazy
Gonna get there, get there
She got the honey and I got some money
To buy her a big bouquet
She got the loving, leaves me with nothing
I just don’t know what to say
Well I’d beg, steal, and borrow
If tomorrow she’d stay
She’s got the honey
I don’t think it’s funny
That she keeps walking away
Back to the beginning
Saw her down at the De La show