Megan Moroney - Am I Okay? Lyrics
Am I Okay?
I checked my pulse and my heart's still beating
Exhale, I think I'm still breathing
Both feet on the ground but something's changed
I've been playing less Black Keys, baby
And my friends swear I've gone crazy
I don't know how to act
I don't know what to say
'Cause oh my God, he walked in
Like a 6'2" dream, heaven-sent
He says what he means and he means what he says
And he's funny and he's smart and he's good in (good in)
Maybe love ain't always what it was
Not crying and dying and messing me up
I think I'm really happy, I think I want to stay
Oh my God, am I okay?
Who knew guys still brought flowers
Or picked up a phone before a last call hour?
And not 'cause they cheated and not 'cause they lied
And not 'cause they're sort of sorry after a fight
And wait there's guys that can communicate?
That aren't looking for a heart to break
Always thought hell no, no way
And then oh my God, he walked in
Like a 6'2" dream, heaven-sent
He says what he means and he means what he says
And he's funny and he's smart and he's good in (good in)
Maybe love ain't always what it was
Not crying and dying and messing me up
I think I'm really happy, I think I want to stay
Oh my God, am I okay?
I don't feel like a sad song soundtrack
The old me doesn't know how to feel about that
Am I okay? I think I'm okay
'Cause oh my God, he walked in
Like a 6'2" dream, heaven-sent
He says what he means and he means what he says
And he's funny and he's smart and he's good in (good in)
Maybe love ain't always what it was
Not crying and dying and messing me up
I think I'm really happy, I think I want to stay
Oh my God, am I okay?
I checked my pulse and my heart's still beating
Exhale, I think I'm still breathing
Writer: Jessie Jo Dillon, Luke Laird, Megan Moroney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Third Time's the Charm
I fell in love at sweet sixteen
Ain't ever felt a cut that deep
I blamed him and he blamed me
I cried so hard I couldn't breathe
So I swore off love for quite some time
Till a bad boy took me for a ride
And that went how you'd think it'd go
And I said, "I guess I'll die alone"
I got good at sleeping by myself
I got good at not needing no one else
But now I think it's happening again
You put a brand new kind of wind back in my sails
Took my heart off of the shelf
And you're not nothing like I've known
I'm already scared to let you go
Tonight, I'm laying in your arms
Praying that the third time's the charm
You're patient and you're twice as kind
And there's a book that says that's some good sign
You calm my crazy every time
You think I'm kind of crazy but you don't mind
Now I think it's happening again
You put a brand new kind of wind back in my sails
Took my heart off of the shelf
And you're not nothing like I've known
I'm already scared to let you go
Tonight, I'm laying in your arms
Praying that the third time's the charm
I could probably get back up
If this goes south and I lose your love
But I don't wanna know a world
Where you're not mine and I'm not your girl
Baby, I think it's happening again
You put a brand new kind of wind back in my sails
Took my heart off of the shelf
And you're not nothing like I've known
I'm already scared to let you go
Tonight, I'm laying in your arms
Praying that the third time's the charm
Writer: Megan Moroney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
No Caller ID
I'm two months deep in therapy
Been finally gettin' sleep
My friends quit checkin' up on me
'Cause I'm back on my feet
I'm doin' more than gettin' by
I've been seeing a stand-up guy
It's the middle of the night
And my phone starts ringin', and
Here you come again, and there you go
No coincidence, you always know
When I'm movin' on, you move back in
With a half-ass, "Sorry, how you been?"
Why do you do it? Do you just hate losin'?
Here you come again, who could it be
It's 3 a.m., no caller ID
I don't need to see your name
Who else would drunk-call me this late?
Surprise, surprise, you haven't changed
I'm sure, you're sure I'll pick up
And I shouldn't want to, but I do
You know me too well, damn you
Why do I want to? I shouldn't want to
But here you come again, and there you go
No coincidence, you always know
When I'm movin' on, you move back in
With a half-ass, "Sorry, how you been?"
Why do you do it? Do you just hate losin'?
Here you come again, who could it be
It's 3 a.m., no caller ID
Don't you get tired of hurtin' me?
I'm tired of hurtin' me
I'm tired of hurtin' me
So I let it ring, I let it ring
Here you come again, and there you go
No coincidence, you always know
When I'm movin' on, you move back in
Keep your half-ass, "Sorry, how you been?"
I know why you do it, you just hate losin'
Here you come again, who could it be?
It's just you, no caller ID
It's just you, no caller ID
It's just you, no caller ID
Writer: Connie Harrington, Jessi Leigh Alexander, Jessie Jo Dillon, Meg Maroney
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Man on the Moon
Houston, he's a problem
He's leaving then he's calling
He's a headache and a half, and I can't win
Yeah, I need him long gone, running
Another town or state won't cut it
He'll find a way to come around again
And I don't mean to be dramatic, yeah
But he's the kind of man I'd like
A hundred thousand miles from here
'Cause he wants me and he needs space
Someone take this cowboy away
Somewhere far, let him fly
Outta this world and off my mind
C'mon, there's gotta be a rocket somewhere taking off soon
I think it's time we put another man on the moon
We can tell him there's a bar up there, and blondes for days
He'd say, "Well, where can I sign up?" and he'd be on his way
He'd be making history, and I might finally get some sleep
No further explanation, it's a win-win situation
I don't mean to be dramatic, but can somebody call NASA?
Or a billionaire with money to burn
'Cause he wants me and he needs space
Someone take this cowboy away
Somewhere far, let him fly
Outta this world and off my mind
C'mon, there's gotta be a rocket somewhere taking off soon
I think it's time we put another man on the moon
Oh, yeah
A man on the moon, somebody get him there soon
No further explanation, it's a win-win situation
'Cause he wants me and he needs space
Someone take this cowboy away
Somewhere far, let him fly
Outta this world and off my mind
C'mon, there's gotta be a rocket somewhere taking off soon
I think it's time we put another man on the moon
Man on the moon
Man on the moon
A man on the moon
Writer: Megan Moroney, Ashley Gorley, Casey Smith, David Mescon
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
28th of June
28th of June, it was me and you
Rose petals on the bed and I love you
Written on a "Happy 1 Year" card
Here's to forever, you have my heart
Drank a bottle of red and opened up another
Danced around the room holding onto each other
Like we were never gonna let go
I was too naive to know
Just 'cause something's good don't mean it lasts
By fall, we fell apart and just like that
Time kept ticking and you moved on
Another three-six-five have come and gone
Today would've been a day that we'd celebrate
And now it's just another Tuesday
28th of June, calling out of work
Waking up alone sleeping in your shirt
Wondering if you think about me
Are you really already happy?
Come on, babe, don't say it's true
That she loves you like I still do
Say I still cross your mind
And it's eating you alive
Just 'cause something's good don't mean it lasts
By fall we fell apart and just like that
Time kept ticking and you moved on
Another three-six-five have come and gone
Today would've been a day that we'd celebrate
And now it's just another Tuesday
The 28th of June will come one day
I'll wake up and be okay
But the rain outside says it won't be today
Just 'cause something's good don't mean it lasts
By fall we fell apart and just like that
Time kept ticking and you moved on
Another three-six-five have come and gone
Today would've been a day that we'd celebrate
Now it's just another Tuesday
Just another Tuesday
Writer: Ben Williams, Mackenzie Carpenter, Megan Moroney, Micah Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Indifferent
Throwback to how I used to care about
Where you went, where you've been, who you're with
Losin' my patience and checkin' locations
And rereadin' texts that you sent
I would cry one, two, three too many times
Just wastin' my prime on a guy who was more wrong than right
Now I don't even know what I'm missin'
Don't care what it is or it isn't
Don't need your attention (no), or your time
They say, "Did you hear?"
I say, "No thanks, I'm fine"
I think I could wish you the best
The truth is I couldn't care less
How sweet it is to be so (so), so indifferent
June came and went, when's your birthday again?
Did I miss it? My bad that's on me
I see your truck and I don't give a-
And it don't make my heart skip a beat
I like not wonderin' where you are tonight
It feels so nice, finally being on the other side
Now I don't even know what I'm missin'
Don't care what it is or it isn't
Don't need your attention (no), or your time
They say, "Did you hear?"
I say, "No thanks, I'm fine"
I think I could wish you the best
The truth is I couldn't care less
How sweet it is to be so (so), so indifferent
I'm indifferent, I'm just livin'
When your mama calls I'm reminded you exist
And I wish that she didn't
'Cause all my "give a damns", they've already been given
Now I don't even know what I'm missin'
Don't care what it is or it isn't
Don't need your attention (no), or your time
They say, "Did you hear?"
I say, "No thanks, I'm fine" (no thanks, I'm fine)
I think I could wish you the best
The truth is I couldn't care less (couldn't care less)
How sweet it is to be so (so), so indifferent
Writer: BEN WILLIAMS, MACKENZIE CARPENTER, MEGAN MORONEY, MICAH CARPENTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Noah
Remember how we'd skip class?
We were all that and in love
The king to my prom queen
Voted most likely to make-out
That was us
I remember you saying
I'd sound good with your last name
We were counting on forever
Till forever never came
Noah, did you know at night I think of you and me?
You're everywhere inside my head
You're always in my dreams
And all the girls, they want you
But never quite like me
Noah, do you think about me?
Did you get the tattoo you always wanted on your arm?
Is the Chevy still running?
Do you still work on your daddy's farm?
Are you still sneaking cigarettes?
Do you still play my guitar?
And when you hear Record Year
Do you still feel my beating heart?
Noah, did you know at night I think of you and me?
You're everywhere inside my head
You're always in my dreams
And all the girls, they want you
But never quite like me
Noah, do you think about me?
Too young to be drinking cheap red wine
I was yours and you took up all my time
Call it right, call it wrong
Bet you didn't think you'd end up in a song
It's more problematic than it is innocent and sweet
You're more like a secret I wish I didn't have to keep
And I bet by now you found somebody new, I did too
But when I lie down next to him sometimes, I'd rather be with you
Noah, you should know at night I think of you and me
You're everywhere inside my head
You're always in my dreams
And all the girls, they want you
But never quite like me
Noah, do you think about me?
Too young to be drinking cheap red wine
I was yours and you took up all my time
Call it right, call it wrong
Bet you didn't think you'd end up in a song
And I wrote you this song
Writer: Megan Moroney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Miss Universe
I was just twenty-one and he was barely twenty-two
I wanted him to want me and he said, "Baby, you know I do"
We were picture perfect, thought the distance would be worth it
He said, "When you know, you know" and I believed him (and I believed him)
Then I got a goodbye call
'Cause he found a beauty queen
I'm in a dive bar drinking
While she's in a magazine
Yeah, it hurt like hell
But hell, it could've been worse
At least my whole world left me for Miss Universe
I can't lie, she's everything and I'da probably picked her too
At least it wasn't a county pageant I lost that boy to
But I want runner-up roses, want the sash for second place
I want confetti falling, cameras flashing in my face
But I got a goodbye call
'Cause he found a beauty queen
I'm in a dive bar drinking
While she's in a magazine
Yeah, it hurt like hell
But hell, it could've been worse
At least my whole world left me for Miss Universe
He better count his lucky stars it went down like it did
'Cause I'da left him first if I'da met Brad Pitt
But that ain't the way it went
No, I got a goodbye call
'Cause he found a beauty queen
I'm in a dive bar drinking
While she's in a magazine
Yeah, it hurt like hell
But hell, it could've been worse
At least my whole world left me for Miss Universe
My whole world left me for Miss Universe
Writer: AJ Pruis, Liz Rose, Megan Moroney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Mama I Lied
Mama, I lied when I was sixteen
I said the bottle ain't mine
And I'll never smoke weed
Now I've grown up
You'd think things have changed
Hurts me just as much
To say they're the same
Mama, I lied
He ain't a good guy
He makes me cry sometimes out of the blue
I'm not sure why it took all this time
I was afraid of what you'd say to do
Guess I wasn't ready yet to hear the hard truth
So mama, I lied
I'd wipe the tears as quick as they'd fall
Say everything's fine every time that you'd call
And I'd swear he's perfect
Hoping you couldn't tell
He was stealing my spark
Walking me straight through hell
Mama, I lied
He ain't a good guy
He makes me cry sometimes out of the blue
I'm not sure why it took all this time
I was afraid of what you'd say to do
Guess I wasn't ready yet to hear the hard truth
So mama, I lied
You said, when somebody shows you who they really are
You better believe 'em
So I painted him the only way I thought you and I
Would wanna see him
Mama, I lied
He ain't a good guy
He makes me cry sometimes out of the blue
I'm not sure why it took all this time
I was afraid of what you'd say to do
Guess I wasn't ready yet to hear the hard truth
But I can't hide it anymore, I really need you
Mama, I lied
Mama, I lied
Writer: Benjamin Williams, David Mescon, Megan Moroney, Robert Hatch
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
I Know You
I know you
And you're out sipping whiskey with some girl you barely know
While you're texting me you miss me
Say you're sitting home alone
I'm two-thousand miles away and you can't help that you can't change
You'll wake up with her in the bed I made
I know you
You'll say, "Baby you know me
I was just drunk and so lonely
I swear she only came over 'cause you weren't here to hold me"
You ask for one more chance
That's all it'll take
And I'll be in for another heartbreak
I know you
And you're out sipping whiskey with some girl you barely know
While you're texting me you miss me
Say you're sitting home alone
I'm two-thousand miles away and you can't help that you can't change
You'll wake up with her in the bed I made
I know you
The same old you, oh
I know you
You're lying, I'm crying
We do this time after time
You say that your phone's gonna die
Then you just go put it on silent
But I won't give you up
And you won't walk away
I know I'm in for another heartbreak
I know you
And you're out sipping whiskey with some girl you barely know
While you're texting me you miss me
Say you're sitting home alone
I'm two-thousand miles away, and you can't help that you can't change
You'll wake up with her in the bed I made
I know you
The same old you, oh
I know you
You'll say, "Baby, you know me
I was just drunk and so lonely"
You're lying, I'm crying
We do this time after time
The same old you
Oh, whoa
Writer: Ashley Gorley, David Messi, Jacob Kasher, Megan Moroney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Girls
They know what I'm thinking by the look on my face
When I'm out of words, they know just what to say
The first call I make when it all goes to hell
'Cause we've been there and back
And don't go by ourselves
God bless the girls
Who bring home the wine
When you need a friend, no, they don't think twice
They let you go on for the ten-thousandth time
And tell the same stories about the same guy
They're easy to keep and harder to find
God bless the girls
And thank God for mine
When we dress up, yeah, we sure draw a crowd
But we can throw down cabernet on the couch
Where we left off is right where we pick up
And if one of us don't like you
Then nobody does
God bless the girls
Who bring home the wine
When you need a friend, no, they don't think twice
They let you go on for the ten-thousandth time
And tell the same stories about the same guy
They're easy to keep and harder to find
God bless the girls
And thank God for mine
They'll be right beside me the day I wear white
And I know they got me till the day that I die
God bless the girls
Who bring home the wine
When you need a friend, no, they don't think twice
They let you go on for the ten-thousandth time
And tell the same stories about the same shitty guy
They're easy to keep and harder to find
God bless the girls
And thank God for mine
Thank God for mine
God bless the girls
Writer: Ben Williams, Mackenzie Carpenter, Megan Moroney, Micah Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Heaven By Noon
Did you know how much I loved you?
Did I tell you enough?
I've been cryin' since I got the call
Been beatin' myself up
I'm angry at the sky
None of this feels right
Only god knows why
I wish I knew tonight
I know where you're at
And there ain't no time at all
No heartbreak, no more pain
Just streets of gold you get to walk
When I talked to you this mornin'
I said, I'll see you soon
Would have said so much more if I only knew
That you'd be in heaven by noon
How's the world still turnin'?
And why do stars still shine?
The strength to get up off this floor
I can't seem to find
I'm angry at the sky
And none of this feels right
Only god knows why
But I miss you tonight
I know where you're at
And there ain't no time at all
No heartbreak, no more pain
Just streets of gold you get to walk
When I talked to you this mornin'
I said, I'll see you soon
Would have said so much more if I only knew
That you'd be in heaven by noon
You got wings in no time
And I wish we had more time
But it was your time
So until I get there too
I know where you're at
There ain't no time at all
No heartbreak, no more pain
Just streets of gold you get to walk
When I talked to you this mornin'
I said, I'll see you soon
Would've said so much more if I only knew
I would've said so much more if I only knew
That you'd be in heaven by noon
Writer: Jessie Jo Dillon, Matt Jenkins, Megan Moroney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hope You're Happy
You left your jacket in my closet
And your spare key in the drawer
Add me to the list of things you don't need anymore
I saw your brother out last weekend
He couldn't look me in the eye
I heard he thinks I hate you
But I couldn't if I tried
I hope you finally make your way to California
I hope you find someone that loves you like I do
I hope your ships never start sinking
And your daddy, he quits drinking
And you hit every green light driving down the road
I hope you're happy
And I hope I never know
I hope the Eagles take a victory lap to Red Rocks
And you hear Desperado live from the front row
I hope the girl you're with knows all the words
And you buy matching tour t-shirts
And I hope your friends never let me know
I hope you finally make your way to California
I hope you find someone that loves you like I do
I hope your ships never start sinking
And your daddy, he quits drinking
And you hit every green light driving down the road
I hope you're happy
And I hope I never know
I hope that life don't give you lemons
All your bets, I hope you win 'em
I hope you're happy as can be
I hope it don't get back to me
I hope you finally make your way to California
I hope you find someone that loves you like I do
I hope your ships never start sinking
And your daddy, he quits drinking
And if you think of looking back, I hope you don't
I hope you're happy
And I hope I never know
I hope I never know
Writer: Luke Laird, Megan Moroney, Shane Mcanally
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hell Of A Show
Sold-out on the marquee, my name is up in lights
A line's wrapped 'round the building
Homemade t-shirts and homemade signs
It's everything I've wanted, I'm lucky as can be
And I'm on stage in twenty and he's so damn mean to me
Keep it together, I can keep it together
For the room full of people here who love me better
Than he could've, or would've and should've, I know
I guess you could say I put on a hell of a show
'Cause I'll smile and I'll sing and I'll wave and repeat
And tonight I'll cry myself to sleep
Writer: Megan Moroney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC