Tennessee Will - Charlie Argo

I'm feeling angry I'm feeling mad at me I'm feeling, I'm feeling it I'm feeling it I'm feeling angry I'm feeling mad at me I'm feeling angry I'm feeling mad at me (ooh) Hey, can you hold the phone? 'Cause we're living like nobody's home Hey, can you hold the phone? When you're living like nobody knows You give yourself up to imagination You will tear your heart out Get caught up in the middle Give your explanation It will tear your eyes out I'm feeling angry I'm feeling mad at me I'm feeling angry I'm feeling mad at me You're right to see it's all the same You talk to her, you call her name When you don't know the way the story goes The man outside, he closed his eyes When locusts fly, they make a stain And you don't know the way the story goes So, call it like it is Do the good guys always win? Let's give it up for exaltations Hold it all inside Just repeat and rewind Tell me, is it you you're waiting for? Who are you? Wipe your eyes now This is You're Gone Who are you? Wipe your eyes now This is You're Gone Now I'm feeling angry I'm feeling mad at me I'm feeling angry I'm feeling mad at me Fuck it, I don't feel okay But tomorrow's gonna be another day

Somewhere lost on highway eighty is my little town Down from the baptist church where I was found Everyone's older and some didn't make it this long Not because they did anything wrong Around the corner is the lot that I called home Beside it sits the house grandaddy built to call his own We lived on the left, Mr. Red lived at the end I never knew the folks in the middle But they were all grandma's good friends Home Home If I'm too far gone I can always go home Momma struggled in ways we never understood She raised two boys the best she could Children never know the price their parents pay But I was always happy I never knew any other way Home Home If I'm too far gone I can always go home Close my eye's and just go home It's where we planted seeds of memory I close my eyes and I can see Yeah I can see home I close my eyes and just go home Somewhere lost on highway eighty is my little town