Rascal Flatts
hearing this song yesterday prompted me to stay home and listen to the radio all day, waiting for 883 to play it again...
ok, so it aint entirely because of it tha i stayed indoors. i just had the effects of staying up for nearly 24 fucking hours shoot smack down my bloodstreams bad. i was dozing like a castrated cat for most of the day. its nice. you should try it sometime, get some serious bonding with your bed and your ceiling.
lets not straggle off course too much, here's my major find of the week:
WHAT HURTS THE MOST
Rascal Flatts
Me & My Gang
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
(Not seeing that loving you)
That’s what I was trying to do
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