Jon Mclaughlin

She don't know you but she swear she knows your type
Got a mouth full of opinions and most are wrong
But they all sound right
And the ring around her finger is only there for make you
Wish you were the one for her
So I'm praying to keep me from breaking
From being another loser helpless at her side
And it's crazy, it's like no one can save me this time
She's got me praying to the wrong god every night
Praying to the wrong god every night
There's a reason no one knows her name
If she don't tell you then she never has to change it
She's allergic to "I Love Yous" and staying in one place
For too long
If you blink she's gone
So I'm praying to keep me from breaking