We Ain’t Workin Anymore

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Verse 1
3am – taking a drive – no other headlights on the road
Just you and yellow highway lines steering my thoughts every mile I go
Even though the radio’s blastin’ all I hear are your words rattlin’ my soul
“We ain’t workin anymore”

Chorus
What ever happened to “we can work through anything” 
What happened to “you’re the best thing that ever happened to me”
How could it be over after we worked so well together
I thought I had the best girl in the world, until…
“We ain’t workin anymore”

Verse 2
I passed your mama’s house and the roof I helped fix over the den
I remember our first date when your daddy said “bring her home by ten”
And there’s the restaurant where we ate, but that was back when it all began
“We ain’t workin anymore”

Bridge
How many tanks of gas will it take before I figure it all out
I’m gonna need the tires rotated and an oil change without a doubt
And if I was paid by the mile I just might could retire
But, baby, I ain’t gonna quit and I can’t be fired  

 

All of My Thorns

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Verse 1
What grace is this – I don’t understand
I can’t forget my part in nailing your hands
I should be the one crucified like a thief
Why should you die for me

Pre-Chorus
Surely this man was the Son of God

Chorus
The thorn in my flesh
Plus my sin and my pride
What else can I do
But give them to you
And all that I face
When I’m hurting inside
Please help me endure
Cause your grace is sufficient for…
All of my thorns

Verse 2
I’ve heard you care and you are kind
But my awful deeds are stuck deep in my mind
You said, “Father, they know not what they do”
Am I forgiven too

Bridge
I didn’t know I was on holy ground
When I forced it upon your brow
I just spit and laughed and knelt half-way down
And mocked you with my sinners crown

Musty Yearbook Memories of You

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Verse 1
I found my old yearbook back when we dated in school

And I opened it up and read an autographed section from you
It was a long winding letter about how much you were in love
But it wasn’t but a few months later that we finally broke up

Chorus
Yeah, the flashbacks are fadin like the pages from those old scenes

Along with black and white photos of friends wearing acid washed jeans
And the words you wrote around the ad on page 122
Are like forgotten combination lockers lining those long empty halls
They don’t mean anything now at all, it’s just words on dusty pages
And musty yearbook memories of you

Verse 2
I found several funny pictures of friends with their big hairspray hair

And I had forgotten the fashion until I saw what we all used to wear
Everything seems weird now so I stuck the book back in a storage bin
And maybe in another ten years I’ll pull it back out and look at it again

Bridge
Should I keep this old yearbook or just throw it away

Half the names and all the phone numbers aren’t good now anyway
There’s a lot written in there that’s better left packed up in the past
And after it’s gone, no one will ever ask

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