Kinda like my first car that I got when I was sixteen (Sixteen) Had really nice speakers, but it came with broken AC (AC) Blowing smoke out the engine Everybody said that it ain't worth the work that it's gonna take to fix it And I guess I shoulda listened Now it's kinda funny after all the time and money that I spent to keep it running I don't even miss it Sometimes you gotta know when it's time to let go Sometimes it's hard to see when it's time for you to leave I think I need an upgrade, boy, it's just too late We got issues and we can't solve 'em It's time to treat my heart like that old car And I'ma let you start being somebody else's problem Ooh yeah, somebody else's problem I'ma trade you in for a brand new model (Model) And I hope whoever gets you is a fan of all the drama (Drama) I hope she likes lying and complaining Breaking down when it's raining Maybe she'll give you a better rating, I'm just sayin' Sometimes you gotta know when it's time to let go (When it's time to let go) Sometimes it's hard to see when it's time for you to leave (When it's time for you to leave) I think I need an upgrade, boy, it's just too late We got issues and we can't solve 'em It's time to treat my heart like that old car And I'ma let you start being somebody else's problem (Ooh yeah) Ooh yeah, somebody else's problem You can catch me rolling with the sunroof open Showing off all over the town, yeah yeah yeah Looking so fly with my brand new guy, I'm the luckiest girl around In my leather seats Yeah, I'mma be blowing around in the summer breeze No hard feelings, I'll see you around, but this ain't working out Sometimes you gotta know when it's time to let go Sometimes it's hard to see when it's time for you to leave (When it's time for you to leave) I think I need an upgrade, boy, it's just too late We got issues and we can't solve 'em It's time to treat my heart like that old car And I'ma let you start being somebody else's problem Ooh yeah, somebody else's problem (Ooh yeah) Somebody else's problem (Oh yeah) Somebody else's problem

Hey Ha-ha I guess we both knew it was comin', but we put it off Then she woke up this mornin' Said we need to have a talk Said she met some guy the other night Thinks he might be the one I tried not to look happy As we were packin' her things into her trunk As she pulled out I was smilin', thinkin' now She's drinkin' somebody else's whiskey On somebody else's tab Ridin' shotgun in some other poor SOB's crew cab Talkin' somebody else's ear off She ain't my problem no more She's drinkin' somebody else's whiskey So I'm just gonna sit here and Pour me a tall one and raise it up high Here's to a real damn good goodbye Yeah, thank God it didn't get ugly Yeah, it worked out in the end I guess I just got lucky, but I kinda feel sorry for him Yeah, I wish him well and hope like hell That ol' boy's made of green 'Cause his brand-new honey and his drinkin' money Sure ain't gonna be cheap Yeah, tonight, it ain't on me She's drinkin' somebody else's whiskey On somebody else's tab Ridin' shotgun in some other poor SOB's crew cab Talkin' somebody else's ear off She ain't my problem no more She's drinkin' somebody else's whiskey So I'm just gonna sit here and Pour me a tall one and raise it up high Here's to a real damn good goodbye Yeah, goodbye So here's to them And here's to me And here's to a night of peace and quiet With twice as much to drink 'Cause she's drinkin' somebody else's whiskey On somebody else's tab Ridin' shotgun in some other poor SOB's crew cab Talkin' somebody else's ear off She ain't my problem no more Drinkin' somebody else's whiskey So I'm just gonna sit here and Pour me a tall one and raise it up high Here's to a real damn good goodbye See ya, honey Goodbye (somebody else's whiskey, somebody else's tab) Yeah, that's right (somebody else's whiskey) Yeah, bye-bye

Alright Yeah, it's been a bumpy road Rollercoasters high and low We'll fill the tank and drive the car Pedal fast, pedal hard You won't have to go that far You wanna give up 'cause it's dark We're really not that far apart So let your heart, sweetheart Be your compass when you're lost And you should follow it wherever it may go When it's all said and done You can walk instead of run 'Cause no matter what, you'll never be alone Never be alone (oh-oh-oh) Never be alone (oh-oh-oh) Forgot directions on your way Don't close your eyes, don't be afraid We might be crazy late at night I can't wait 'til you arrive Follow stars, you'll be alright You wanna give up 'cause it's dark, hey We're really not that far apart So let your heart, sweetheart Be your compass when you're lost And you should follow it wherever it may go When it's all said and done You can walk instead of run 'Cause no matter what, you'll never be alone Never be alone (oh-oh-oh) Never be alone (oh-oh-oh) You wanna give up 'cause it's dark We're really not that far apart So let your heart, sweetheart Be your compass when you're lost And you should follow it wherever it may go When it's all said and done You can walk instead of run 'Cause no matter what, you'll never be alone Never be alone (oh-oh-oh) Never be alone (oh-oh-oh) When it's all said and done You can walk instead of run 'Cause no matter what, you'll never be alone

Aw We gon' do this thing? Well, c'mon on then, uh River road Chevy van Cherry classic Coke can rolling on the floorboard Fleetwood, Macklemore, coming out the speakers Spilling on the t-shirts Getting loud like I'm standing in the bleachers Creek bank, tire swing, peeling off her blue jeans Skinny deep, sugar, fish a couple of new things Hey, there ain't nothing wrong Just making it up as we go along Find a little rock 'n' roll, Hallelujah Throw your hands up high Let the spirit lose your pain Singing, "Hey, hey, hey" We can do it old school, A-B-C style Maybe we can go a little wild and freestyle, uh Summer jam mixtape, Vodka and a lemonade Alright, alright, like McConaughey White vinyl, Gypsy revival Traveling through the middle of the Belt of the Bible Hula girl, grass skirt, shaking on the dashboard Where we're going we don't need no passport Hey, there ain't nothing wrong Just making it up as we go along Find a little rock 'n' roll, Hallelujah Throw your hands up high Let the spirit lose your pain Singing "Hey, hey, hey" We can do it old school, A-B-C style Maybe we can go a little wild and freestyle Oh, some of us like to watch and some like to dance But we all wake up with the same stamp on our hands Countin' stars and countin' cars And just countin' miles Doin' it freestyle You style, me style Ain't got nowhere to be, child Hey, there ain't nothing wrong Just making it up as we go along Find a little rock 'n' roll, Hallelujah Throw your hands up high Let the spirit lose your pain Singing, "Hey, hey, hey", yeah We can do it old school, A-B-C style Maybe we can go a little wild and freestyle Oh, you can count it all, baby 1, 2, 3, child Maybe we can go a little wild and freestyle

I could hear it through the line I could tell from the crack in her voice The static, the noise There's leaving on her mind But when it comes to you I'll do whatever I gotta do I'm looking out from my window seat Halfway back, aisle twenty three Man, I wish that I could fly this thing Give a little more gas, a little more speed This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough Every minute is wasted time She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough I could use a drink right now I've got my head in the clouds, thinking about Second that the wheels touch down And my feet hit the ground and run to your house I'll knock on the door, kiss you right on the mouth This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough Every minute is wasted time She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough I'm looking out from my window seat Halfway back, aisle twenty-three Man, I wish that I could fly this thing Give a little more gas, just a little more speed This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough Every minute is wasted time She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye This 747 747 This 747 can't go fast enough, fast enough