Crossing State Lines - Acoustic

Yeah well I hate morning opening day try out
Yeah I think it might kill me, hell I've never burn out like that
Then you stumbled in down the street
Hey baby, you wasted?
Yeah, but you're the kind of innocence
I'd never tasted

Man you're crossing state lines
And I'm trying real hard
To get over you
You never wanted me and I wanted you to
I never held you tight
And I never tasted your lips
Yeah I thought I found heaven and what
Kinda hell is this?

Yeah you're talkin'
Too loud in a crowded theatre
I almost said too much and it's sad, let's save the rest for later
Your black t-shirt
Into that bar at twelve am
I'm headed to work, hungover sayin' I ain't ever drinkin' again

Now you're crossing state lines
And I'm tryin' real hard to get over you
You never wanted me and I wanted you too
I never held you tight
And I never tasted your lips
Yeah I though I found heaven and what
Kind of hell was this?

Well you came
So late but you left so fast
Well you could have been my future and now you're in my past
I'm just a memory that with each and every day will fade
I'm sure you forgot me by the time your car hit the interstate

Now you're crossing state lines
And I'm tryin' real hard to get over you
You never wanted me and I wanted you too
I never held you tight
And I never tasted your lips
Yeah I thought I found heaven and what
Kind of hell was this?

Yeah you looked like heaven and what kind of hell was this?