I saw you in a magazine just the day When they asked you where you from, funny you forgot this place I you caught amnesia, we've been knowing you before Pre-K Can't hide the real you behind that new fake
You can chase the You can chase the to be the captain of the cheer team Now you're just a never homecoming queen Don't sell yourself long You be confused You ain't even girl Or true to your roots, yeah
I saw your Mama and sister on Sunday Your little starts school on Monday Your granddaddy'd roll over in his If he saw the way you
You can the lights You can the fame Used to be the of the cheer team Now you're just a never homecoming queen Don't sell yourself girl You must be You ain't even Blonde Or true to your roots Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah, ah
I to love your lips girl They had a down taste So why'd you go and 'em girl Mess up the that God gave
You can chase the You can the fame Used to be the captain of the cheer Now you're a never coming homecoming queen Don't sell yourself long You be confused You ain't even Blonde Or even true to your
(Yeah, ah, ah) We were right there your Daddy wasn't (Yeah, ah, ah) We were there the first you got drunk (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) even hold up your head So I you up and put you in bed (Yeah, ah, ah) My shirt dried tears when Brett broke your heart (Yeah, ah, ah) I the blame in that old cop car (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) Laughed you choked on your first smoke Watching you now is a joke, yeah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah