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
