White lyin’

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Petric - Pop, Country

White lyin’

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] It was just three words Rolling off a whisper I thought, "What could it hurt?" So I let it fly in the heat of the night The heat of the moment the steam and the passion I wasn't thinking I just let it happen Telling you what I was trying to feel I didn't think it was a big deal [Chorus] But I was white lyin' in the back of an 89 Dodge in the parking lot miles past curfew I couldn't help it at the time when I looked you in the eye promising I'd never hurt you Letting my lips write cheques that my heart couldn't cash Throwing words around that I can't take back Letting you think that I would be your white light when I was whitе lyin' [Verse 2] I didn't wanna be the bad guy The onе your friends run down say your too good for that guy But I just got in over my head And I let your love outrun my intentions Got a little drunk on your affection It felt like a victimless crime But girl you paid the price [Chorus] But I was white lyin' in the back of an 89 Dodge in the parking lot miles past curfew I couldn't help it at the time when I looked you in the eye promising I'd never hurt you Letting my lips write cheques that my heart couldn't cash Throwing words around that I can't take back Letting you think that I would be your white light when I was white lyin', yeah [Post-Chorus] I was white lyin' [Bridge] Now I can't look at the board at those old pictures of us Reckless, careless, selfish Telling you it was love as if we knew what that was [Chorus] It was white lyin' in the back of an 89 Dodge I couldn't help myself And promising I'd never hurt you Letting my lips write cheques that my heart couldn't cash Throwing words around that I can't take back Letting you think that I was being your white light when I was white lyin' I was white lyin' I was white lyin' [Outro] I gotta live with my white lyin', oh

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Credits

Writers
  • Adam Hambrick
  • Forest Glen Whitehead
  • Scott Stepakoff