Music: Maxim Rainer/Justin Kila/Tyler Wimpee/Chad Copelin
I ain't much of a talker
Oh, but l get by
Smoke my way to a better man, yeah,l'll be alright when l get high
Come on over
Step on in
Well, l don't know you, darlin,But l sure could use a steady friend
I wrote these words down, then l
Threw 'em away
Why would l keep you here if l ain't got nothing to say?
That's my problem, l know
That's my mistake
Let's skip over that and get on back to floating away
I often wonder what I meant and what l do
So l'm not sure what I would have to say to you
And that's alright, that's alright
I'm not sure what l would have to say to you
And that's alright, yeah, that's alright
I'm not sure what l would have to say to you
And that's alright, yeah, that's alright
I'm not sure what I would have to say to you
I wrote these words down, then l
Threw 'em away