letra de don't have to like it - bailey hefley
gonna be alright, be just fine in time
but i keep keeping what’s lost of the life that you’ve left me
i see your ghost running through the halls of my dreams
wake up and re-live begging you not to leave
then i cry and wonder why
you said “goodbye” slammed that door
left me there starin’ at dust flying from that old ford
and i-i die, every time
thinking of, wish you had turned back that mornin’
you took back the promise forever that we made together
now my heart and my head disagree
and lord knows i’m tryin’
can’t help that i love you, but i don’t have to like it
i was hopin’ this hurt would end a lot quicker
but i’m sitting here getting mad at a once-perfect picture
love lost its touch when your lies became truth
now i can’t see myself seeing anyone new
and i cry and wonder why
you said “goodbye” slammed that door
left me there starin’ at dust flying from that old ford
and i-i die, every time
you said “goodbye” slammed that door
left me there starin’ at dust flying from that old ford
can’t help that i love you, but i don’t have to like it
i’m haunted by the good pain, the pain of our past
and i know that i shouldn’t, but i’d take you back
i-i die, every time
thinking of, wish you had turned back that mornin’
you took back the promise forever, we made together
now my heart and my head disagree
and lord knows i’m tryin’
now my heart and my head disagree
and lord knows i’m tryin’
i can’t help that i love you, but i don’t have to like it
i was hopin’ this hurt would end a lot quicker
but i’m sitting here getting mad at a once-perfect picture
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