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You were never one to be a loverboy, baby.
You had your heart set on different things.
And you would leave me high and dry devastated.
If it meant getting closer to where it was that you wanted to be.
Just waitinâ on the green light, darlinâ youâre all gassed up
With a lead foot heavy and a crooked grin in your diesel truck.
So call you momma, shake your daddyâs hand,
Because the light just changed, youâre on the fast track to your promised land.
Chorus:
And I canât lie and say that I donât remember,
How your hand felt so good with mine last September.
Iâm still clearinâ out your memory,
Still holdin on to the ones of you holdinâ on to me.
I still hear forever,
Iâm still missinâ you,
But my aimâs gettingâ better.
Lately Iâve been tryinâ to get you off my chest,
But frankly, dear, youâre a moving target with a bulletproof vest.
Been missinâ you, and yeah, Iâm back to square one.
But by the end of this game, by the end of this song Iâll be a master Marksman!
(Chorus)
The sting of gunpowder and lead when you say youâre not missinâ me anyway.
Lookinâ up and pointing at the target and Iâll be okay. (Iâll be okay.)
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