It's been a month of Sundays

Since I sat in that back pew

I'm just a rusted vessel

That might need a weld, or two

I can't count the times I've counted on you

You're the foot on the break when I'm going too fast

Cut to the views before it all goes bad

The voice in my head telling me not to

You're the water to the fire in this cigarette

Cap to the whiskey when I can't quit

And baby girl, you ain't got a clue

The best part of me is you

I said a lot of things

When I should've bit my tongue

Got so much baggage

I can't even close my trunk

But it's a damn good thing you're here to hold on to

You're the foot on the break when I'm going too fast

Cut to the views before it all goes bad

The voice in my head telling me not to

You're the water to the fire in this cigarette

Cap to the whiskey when I can't quit

And baby girl, you ain't got a clue

The best part of me is you

You're the foot on the break when I'm going too fast

Cut to the views before it all goes bad

The voice in my head telling me not to

You're the water to the fire in this cigarette

Cap to the whiskey when I can't quit

And baby girl, you ain't got a clue

Yeah baby girl, you ain't got a clue

The best part of me is you

Best part of me is you