"The Little Things" lyrics
Yeah I can deal with the ghost of you most days
Yeah I can run into your friends on the weekend
And tell 'em I'm doing okay
But as soon as I sip a little Maker's Mark
And smell your perfume in a crowded bar
I'm right there like that
To wondering where you are
Because everywhere I go, everything I see
Is something there to remind me of you and me, you and me
Aw baby it's killing me, killing me
It just takes one throw back song
To undo all of the moving on
Yeah, I guess you're memory ain't the only thing
That's still getting to me these days
Naw, it's the little things
It's where there putting more little blue cars out on the highway
And I keep checking in the rearview hoping that I see you
Taking the exit to my place
And that ain't you in the drivers seat
I'm starting to feel like I'll always be history
One foot in the past
And looking for a love that I can't get back
Because everywhere I go, everything I see
Is something there to remind me of you and me, you and me
Aw baby it's killing me, killing me
It just takes one throw back song
To undo all of the moving on
Yeah, I guess you're memory ain't the only thing
That's still getting to me these days
Naw, it's the little things
It's funny how all the things you think you can live with out
Oh they hit you the hardest when they come back around
Because everywhere I go, everything I see
Is something there to remind me of you and me, you and me
Aw baby it's killing me, killing me
It just takes one throw back song
To undo all of the moving on
Yeah, I guess you're memory ain't the only thing
That's still getting to me these days
Naw, it's the little thiiiigs
Yeah ah the little thin-ings
Yeah, I can deal with the ghost of you most days
Yeah I can run into your friends on the weekend
And tell 'em I'm doing okay
But as soon as I sip a little Maker's Mark
And smell your perfume in a crowded bar
I'm right there like that
To wondering where you are
Because everywhere I go, everything I see
Is something there to remind me of you and me, you and me
Aw baby it's killing me, killing me
It just takes one throw back song
To undo all of the moving on
Yeah, I guess you're memory ain't the only thing
That's still getting to me these days
Naw, it's the little things
It's where there putting more little blue cars out on the highway
And I keep checking in the rearview hoping that I see you
Taking the exit to my place
And that ain't you in the drivers seat
I'm starting to feel like I'll always be history
One foot in the past
And looking for a love that I can't get back
Because everywhere I go, everything I see
Is something there to remind me of you and me, you and me
Aw baby it's killing me, killing me
It just takes one throw back song
To undo all of the moving on
Yeah, I guess you're memory ain't the only thing
That's still getting to me these days
Naw, it's the little things
It's funny how all the things you think you can live with out
Oh they hit you the hardest when they come back around
Because everywhere I go, everything I see
Is something there to remind me of you and me, you and me
Aw baby it's killing me, killing me
It just takes one throw back song
To undo all of the moving on
Yeah, I guess you're memory ain't the only thing
That's still getting to me these days
Naw, it's the little thiiiigs
Yeah ah the little thin-ings
Yeah, I can deal with the ghost of you most days
