Now your truck don't drive like it used to.
The wheels ain't got no tread.
You used to take a corner bout as fast as you could, now you're sliding really close to the edge.
All backroad mud that we've moved through.
Has worn away the paint over time.
Reminds me of the way we are right now, and how our future isn't looking to bright.
You always complain
It's always the same
It's never my fault
But I take the blame
And on and on and on and on and on
But that picture hanging from your rear view mirror tells me that you're probably going out of my mind.
And that letter that I wrote you that you keep inside your pocket is my answer when I asked for a sign.
And the child seat behind us is the one and only reason that I need to keep the passion alive.
For us, for him, for you.
The apple of my eye
The apple of my eye
The apple of my eye
The sun don't burn like it used to
But my skin still gets this red
I used to run for cover in the middle of a storm now
I stare out inside til it's dead
Cuz there is just no use in hiding from what knows you're still there¥
So I stand up for the things that I'm willing to live for and babe it's always you in the end
You always complain
It's always the same
It's Never my fault
But I take the blame
And on and on and on and on and on and on and on
But that picture hanging from your rear view mirror tells me that you're probably going out of my mind.
And that letter that I wrote you that you keep inside your pocket is my answer when I asked for a sign.
And the child seat behind us is the one and only reason that I need to keep the passion alive.
For us, for him, for you.
The apple of my eye
(Whoa)
But that picture hanging from your rear view mirror tells me that you're probably going out of my mind.
And that letter that I wrote you that you keep inside your pocket is my answer when I asked for a sign.
And the child seat behind us is the one and only reason that I need to keep the passion alive.
For us, for him and for you
For us for him and for you
The Apple of my eye