Butch Walker - Record Store lyrics

I drove through two states, you hate To make sure you're alright You're a beauty, but You look like hell Standing in this light We got a gla** full of hours Before a roadie picks you up and take you back I can't call you by your stage name You're still the girl I know That hated wearing dresses and loved the radio Do you still bite your lip till it bleeds every time that you get sad Meet me at the record store Even though it ain't there anymore You can sing to me that song About time moving on I wanna love like I loved you when I could I came from white trash, whiplash, road rash from a bike You drank from a wine gla**, stage pa**, In your belt loop tied little baby made it out of here When ambition was the only drug you tried You found a chain-smokin, soft spoken, house broken man Only so you won't be lonely and all because you can And when you tell me things are perfect Your hand starts to tremble when you lie Meet me at the record store Even though it ain't there anymore My god it's been so long What the hell went wrong I wanna love like I loved you when I could What if things had been different And you ended up with me Would you have stayed here in the Bible belt And had a family All the c**aine and yes-men You sadly all believed in Let you walk the wire without a net I cried a thousand nights for you When I could feel your pain Those times the bottom fell through Like a dog left in the rain All lovesick and loaded Come on let's go back to where we met Meet me at the record store Even though it ain't here anymore I'll fumble through our song And make you hum along You can love like you loved me when you could