What Makes You Run - Kana Hashiguchi

People talkin' 'bout what is and what ain't country What gives 'em a right to wear a pair of beat-up boots? Is it the size of your tires and your fires, or your wild ass buddies? Well, give me a minute, let me hit you with some hometown truth You could be a cowboy on the Texas plain Or a plowboy waitin' on the rain We're all a little different, but we're all the same Everybody doin' their own thing I got my dirt road cred when I was twelve On a no cab tractor hauling them bales Backing in boats, fishing limb lines Running bird dogs through the Georgia pines Step side cover down in peanut dust Friday night spotlighting, that was us It might not've been you, but I can't judge Just be proud of what makes you country Does it run in your blood? Did it come from your daddy and mama? Where you converted by an Alabama song on the radio? That feels so right Did you lock eyes with a little green-eyed girl from Jackson? Tell me what got ya, I just gotta know Me, I got my Sunday learning in a Live Oak church Silver cream corn in a backyard dirt Waiting for the fall to finally come along So I can grab by gun and get my outside on Step side cover down in peanut dust Friday night spotlighting, that was us It might not've been you, but I can't judge Just be proud of what makes you country Might be from a city or a little farm town Whatever kind of square that you drove around Do you wear in on your sleeve or keep it deep down? You know you gotta let it out I got my dirt road cred back when I was twelve On a no cab tractor hauling them bales Backing in boats, fishing limb lines Running bird dogs through them Georgia pines Step side cover down in peanut dust Friday night spotlighting, that was us It might not've been you, but I ain't judging Just be proud of what makes you country Whatever makes you country You do your kinda country They doing they kind of country I do my kind of country Whatever makes us country

Talk to me She wants to know what's stuffed inside that's tearing me Up into the pieces on the floor, you see I don't have an answer for you now Stick around, I'll find a reason Tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad Tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad You said, "Tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad" Oh, tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad Everything Every breath and step and word that's falling out of me Is like a hammer through the knees of who I wanna be Somebody who's easy to be around My adjective is overwhelming Tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad Tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad You say, "Tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad" Oh, tell me what makes, tell me what makes- I said, "Well, it's more than you know" It's more than you know It's more than you know It's more than you If I say too much, you'll realize you made a choice in loving me You regret, you will run away from the falling house into another person's arms Straight into stronger arms I wouldn't break your heart if I was you, I'd fall apart Next to this bleeding, bruising art on a wall in a room No one wants to walk in, you leave me hanging and hoping Whoa, oh, tell me what makes you sad Tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad You said, "Tell me what makes, tell me what makes you sad" Oh, tell me what makes, tell me what makes- I said, "Well, it's more than you know" It's more than you know Oh, oh, it's more than you know It's more than you Tell me what makes you sad

He makes me happy, but I wonder if I do I throw a fit and it tears him in two There's glass on the kitchen floor The neighbours banging on my front door What makes you happy (What makes you happy) My naked soul (My naked soul) What makes you happy (What makes you happy) The mask that I stole (The mask that I stole) Go ahead and paint the town I'll just be here smoking down Go dance with the girl that you deserve I'm too low for self worth When you get back I'm just gonna hit the curb What makes you happy (What makes you happy) My naked soul (My naked soul) What makes you happy (What makes you happy) The mask that I stole (The mask that I stole) Ooh, am I the one you love to come home to? You're just a boy, I don't blame you If you walk away but don't, just name it What makes you happy, my tortured soul What makes you happy (What makes you happy) My tortured soul (My naked soul) What makes you happy (What makes you happy) My tortured soul (The mask that I stole) What makes you happy, happy, happy, happy (What makes you happy) My tortured soul (My naked soul) (What makes you happy) The mask that I stole (The mask that I stole) (What makes you happy) (What makes you happy)