"TAILGATE THERAPY" lyrics
Imma be honest, out here we keep the speakers knockin' like a sheriffs at the door
But we don't ever slow down, we just pour a little more
Tailgate therapy, 30 pack remedy
Broke heart, full cups, man we just gone let it be
Neon moon on a Friday Night sky
Let the smoke roll out, while pain rides by
So If I go missin', ya'll don't come a lookin'
I'll be out where the stars and the shine do the cookin'
Some call it lost, but I'll be found having
Tailgate therapy... and makes our world go round
Yeah, I'm dirt road scrollin' through thought I never said
She left me with a note and now she leaving me on read
So I'm just chillin' in the bed... of this rusted out Ford
Talkin' to the wind like a cheap therapist that I know I can't afford
Tailgate therapy, got me smoking my feelings
Tryna patch holes in a heart that's still healin'
Ain't no script, just a twist-top sermon
Preachin' to the crickets while the backwoods burnin'
Tailgate therapy, 30 pack remedy
Broke heart, full cups, man we just gone let it be
Neon moon on a Friday Night sky
Let the smoke roll out, while pain rides by
So If I go missin', ya'll don't come a lookin'
I'll be out where the stars and the shine do the cookin'
Some call it lost, but I'll be found having
Tailgate therapy... and makes our world go round
Nah ain't no shrink with a clipboard around
Just a cooler full of cold ones and those ole holler sounds
Like tires on gravel, thoughts unravel
I'm rattled, I drink an I battle
Memory lane got a few potholes
Tried to pave it with pride, but I lost control
Yea A little rain might fall, but it always seems to hits just right
When you're out here drinkin' with the stars and learning to forget' that fight
Two wrongs ain't right... but I never left
So I'm entitled to be upset... n drop that tailgate n just sit... n reminisce... till I can say fuck it...
Tailgate therapy, 30 pack remedy
Broke heart, full cups, man we just gone let it be
Neon moon on a Friday Night sky
Let the smoke roll out, while pain rides by
So If I go missin', ya'll don't come a lookin'
I'll be out where the stars and the shine do the cookin'
Some call it lost, but I'll be found having
Tailgate therapy... and makes our world go round
Now it's heartbreak high and whiskey lows
She's gone, I'm gone, only God really knows
Guess some folks talk, some folks pray
I just let my tailgate take that weight away
But we don't ever slow down, we just pour a little more
Tailgate therapy, 30 pack remedy
Broke heart, full cups, man we just gone let it be
Neon moon on a Friday Night sky
Let the smoke roll out, while pain rides by
So If I go missin', ya'll don't come a lookin'
I'll be out where the stars and the shine do the cookin'
Some call it lost, but I'll be found having
Tailgate therapy... and makes our world go round
Yeah, I'm dirt road scrollin' through thought I never said
She left me with a note and now she leaving me on read
So I'm just chillin' in the bed... of this rusted out Ford
Talkin' to the wind like a cheap therapist that I know I can't afford
Tailgate therapy, got me smoking my feelings
Tryna patch holes in a heart that's still healin'
Ain't no script, just a twist-top sermon
Preachin' to the crickets while the backwoods burnin'
Tailgate therapy, 30 pack remedy
Broke heart, full cups, man we just gone let it be
Neon moon on a Friday Night sky
Let the smoke roll out, while pain rides by
So If I go missin', ya'll don't come a lookin'
I'll be out where the stars and the shine do the cookin'
Some call it lost, but I'll be found having
Tailgate therapy... and makes our world go round
Nah ain't no shrink with a clipboard around
Just a cooler full of cold ones and those ole holler sounds
Like tires on gravel, thoughts unravel
I'm rattled, I drink an I battle
Memory lane got a few potholes
Tried to pave it with pride, but I lost control
Yea A little rain might fall, but it always seems to hits just right
When you're out here drinkin' with the stars and learning to forget' that fight
Two wrongs ain't right... but I never left
So I'm entitled to be upset... n drop that tailgate n just sit... n reminisce... till I can say fuck it...
Tailgate therapy, 30 pack remedy
Broke heart, full cups, man we just gone let it be
Neon moon on a Friday Night sky
Let the smoke roll out, while pain rides by
So If I go missin', ya'll don't come a lookin'
I'll be out where the stars and the shine do the cookin'
Some call it lost, but I'll be found having
Tailgate therapy... and makes our world go round
Now it's heartbreak high and whiskey lows
She's gone, I'm gone, only God really knows
Guess some folks talk, some folks pray
I just let my tailgate take that weight away
