Lyricist : Jessie Murph/Warren "Oak" Felder/Amy Allen

Composer : Jessie Murph/Warren "Oak" Felder/Amy Allen

You got all the good s**t

And I got consequences

I’m cold, I’m lost, I'm ruined

And you go back to Texas

You came in like a one man show

Out of town a couple years only knew that s**t I didn’t know

And it felt so real that I couldn’t let go

While you ran me around like a mother****ing rodeo

You burned a hole through my heart

Something about it ain’t right

You got all the good s**t

And I got consequences

I’m cold, I’m lost, I'm ruined

And you go back to Texas

You go back to Texas like it didn’t happen

Like I’m not here with all of this mess

And you drunken out and you wildin' out

And you lit with all your friends

And I hate this s**t

Wanna break this s**t

I wanna do the same to your head

Used to love that parking lot

Now I wouldn’t be caught dead on it

You started a goddamn wildfire

Something about it ain’t right

You got all the good s**t

And I got consequences

I’m cold, I’m lost, I'm ruined

And you go back to Texas

Keep running, keep driving

Find love in this town

Keep moving, go faster

**** you and yourself

Go back, go back, go back, go back to Texas

Go back, go back, go back and leave all of your messes

You got all the good s**t

And I got consequences

I’m cold, I’m lost, I'm ruined

And you go back to Texas