Backwards
Well I begged you not to drink too much
And you begged me not to run
But that bathroom whiskey sour
Looked just like a loaded gun
So I gave up on the notion
That this might all work out
And I gave up on our one last chance
And I gave up on my doubt and I said
Take a look at my face
I'm really leaving this place
These walls ain't got no pride
Only disgrace
I'm going backwards with you
Well I asked a lot of questions
And I wondered where'd you been
Then you crashed into that sycamore
With your brand new so called friend
And I told you it was hopeless
And my eyes refused to blink
Then I drove down to the Abilene
And I bought myself a drink
Take a look at my face
I'm really leaving this place
These walls ain't got no pride
Only disgrace
I'm going backwards with you
Well I knew that it was over in 1999
But I'm a sucker for the suffering
And that same old storyline
So I headed east that morning
Or maybe it was way past noon
And I listened to coyotes scream
All night up at the moon
Take a look at my face
I'm really leaving this place
These walls ain't got no pride
Only disgrace
I'm going backwards
I'm going backwards
I'm going backwards with you
And you begged me not to run
But that bathroom whiskey sour
Looked just like a loaded gun
So I gave up on the notion
That this might all work out
And I gave up on our one last chance
And I gave up on my doubt and I said
Take a look at my face
I'm really leaving this place
These walls ain't got no pride
Only disgrace
I'm going backwards with you
Well I asked a lot of questions
And I wondered where'd you been
Then you crashed into that sycamore
With your brand new so called friend
And I told you it was hopeless
And my eyes refused to blink
Then I drove down to the Abilene
And I bought myself a drink
Take a look at my face
I'm really leaving this place
These walls ain't got no pride
Only disgrace
I'm going backwards with you
Well I knew that it was over in 1999
But I'm a sucker for the suffering
And that same old storyline
So I headed east that morning
Or maybe it was way past noon
And I listened to coyotes scream
All night up at the moon
Take a look at my face
I'm really leaving this place
These walls ain't got no pride
Only disgrace
I'm going backwards
I'm going backwards
I'm going backwards with you
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Writer(s): Nicholas Cory Young
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