You Gotta Move
I left my girl because she treat me so bad
Now I wish I liked someone enough to let them make me sad
Failure follow everywhere my shadow goes
Left a couple happy lives hanging from the Gallow posts
Gave her the blackest rose I guess that's how it goes
I could love or hate her every day but I'm bad at both
From the catacombs to the cemetery
No problem follow where you dead and buried
I've been aging my regrets like bourbon in the keg
Somehow my eulogy is getting shorter every day
Learning nothing changes when nothing ever change
That's truth pack the truck up I'm leaving you
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
I've been hanging on the clothes line drying out whiskey
One thing I'll say is that I'm doing things different
Got women in my phone book never did me no good
Or ever seemed to feel like a home should
So grab a pick and shovel dirt on my grave
I'm learning leaving or staying with you the hurt is the same
I'm too cozy at the bottom of the sea
Stop in my hand pouring out possibilities
Here's the message that I left for Emily
Baby I ain't afraid of anything unless it maybe could succeed
Because if it fails then it's only on me
That's truth writing vows to girls worse than you
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
On my death bed they'll be praying reject satan please
Told them now ain't the time to make enemies
My mamma miserable my father getting frailer
My lover's name is leaving and my friend's are all named failure
Me I'm drinking bottles on the porch to kill a summer day
And forget I'm only terrified of standing in one place
We get married and our kids bury us in ties
So I reason if I never fall in love I'll never die
Killing time driving dusty roads alone
Overdosed on ugliness I tried to polish to a golden throne
Chain smoking mansions in my mobile home
That's truth when I get the text from God it's time to move
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
Now I wish I liked someone enough to let them make me sad
Failure follow everywhere my shadow goes
Left a couple happy lives hanging from the Gallow posts
Gave her the blackest rose I guess that's how it goes
I could love or hate her every day but I'm bad at both
From the catacombs to the cemetery
No problem follow where you dead and buried
I've been aging my regrets like bourbon in the keg
Somehow my eulogy is getting shorter every day
Learning nothing changes when nothing ever change
That's truth pack the truck up I'm leaving you
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
I've been hanging on the clothes line drying out whiskey
One thing I'll say is that I'm doing things different
Got women in my phone book never did me no good
Or ever seemed to feel like a home should
So grab a pick and shovel dirt on my grave
I'm learning leaving or staying with you the hurt is the same
I'm too cozy at the bottom of the sea
Stop in my hand pouring out possibilities
Here's the message that I left for Emily
Baby I ain't afraid of anything unless it maybe could succeed
Because if it fails then it's only on me
That's truth writing vows to girls worse than you
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
On my death bed they'll be praying reject satan please
Told them now ain't the time to make enemies
My mamma miserable my father getting frailer
My lover's name is leaving and my friend's are all named failure
Me I'm drinking bottles on the porch to kill a summer day
And forget I'm only terrified of standing in one place
We get married and our kids bury us in ties
So I reason if I never fall in love I'll never die
Killing time driving dusty roads alone
Overdosed on ugliness I tried to polish to a golden throne
Chain smoking mansions in my mobile home
That's truth when I get the text from God it's time to move
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
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Writer(s): Daniel Rosenberg
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