"Hell Of A Heartbreak" lyrics
"Hell Of A Heartbreak"
I parked around back so you couldn't see
Where I was hanging out, drowning out you and me
I should've stayed home, home all alone
Yeah I shoulda known
That this hat and these boots would be found
There're more hole-in-the-walls in this town
Baby why, why'd you walk in here like that?
I was just drinking my Jack
And minding my good old boy business
And finally not thinking 'bout you
Oh, you know if your smile could kill
I'd be a goner for real
Girl you're looking like
I don't wanna fight a hell of a heartbreak tonight
I tried to hold out long as I can
We both know me and I don't stand a chance
When it comes to you, I win then I lose
Don't even know why I try
Baby why, why'd you walk in here like that?
I was just drinking my Jack
And minding my good old boy business
And finally not thinking 'bout you
Oh, you know if your smile could kill
I'd be a goner for real
Girl you're looking like
I don't wanna fight a hell of a heartbreak tonight
A hell of a heartbreak tonight
There're more hole-in-the-walls in this town
Since you're here might as well just sit down
And tell me why, why'd you walk in here like that?
I was just drinking my Jack
And minding my good old boy business
And finally not thinking 'bout you
Oh, you know if your smile could kill
I'd be a goner for real
Girl you're looking like
I don't wanna fight a hell of a heartbreak tonight
Hell of a heartbreak tonight
That's what you're looking, you're looking like
I parked around back so you wouldn't see
Where I was hanging out, drowning out you and me
Writer(s): Hillary Lee Lindsey
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- Triston Marez Lyrics
EP:
"Map Dot Missing You" (2023)
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