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American Heartbreak Paroles

Kip Moore

Album Solitary Tracks

Paroles de American Heartbreak

One, two

I can see you sitting on the back of that bike seat
Nails on my handles, painted Daytona hot pink
Waiting on me in that Tennessee night sky
I was long-gone man in those Carolina blue eyes

Red, white, and blue flag flying in the breeze
Two names on the back of that live oak tree

An American Heartbreak
I knew she was a wild card
Always been a leaver, born to run away
She's an American Heartbreak

Bottle rockets, black cats popping in the summer heat
Eighteen, sipping suds, hiding from the police, yeah
Them high-school bleachers were the perfect cover for some lovers, burning red hot
In a field, in a truck, any place we could find a spot

I tell her that I love her and I get a little laugh
She said, "Boy, you outta know to not talk like that"

American Heartbreak
I knew she was a wild card
Always been a leaver, born to run away
I can still hear her whisper, I can still taste her hot kiss
She ain't hard to remember on a summer night like this

American Heartbreak
I knew she was a wild card
Always been a leaver, born to run away
She's an American Heartbreak

An American Heartbreak
I knew she was a wild card
Always been a leaver, born to run away
She's an American Heart, babe, yeah, oh