Ryan Horne - Radio lyrics

It's been years since I've seen Grace Wrap her hands around my waist Like I love that sour taste on my tongue, am I too young I've been told you were a liar By the brimstone and the fire I ain't ever been so tired, I can't sleep, It's k**ing me I will gather all my things, ready to roll, Throw the whiskey bottle on the floor Turn the T.V. off, let's go again I don't think you'll ever understand That's (why) I'll I dance across the room with my radio Kicking off my shoes and selling all my clothes Running thru those woods, honey please come home Well I know, we will soon dance again It's been years since I've seen Grace Wrap her hands around my waist Like I love that sour taste on my tongue, am I too young I've been told you were a liar By the brimstone and the fire I ain't ever been so tired, I can't sleep, It's k**ing me You still clean my dirty shoes Take the heat where blame is due Let's have a smoke when you are through, just a hypocrite, I need to quit I'd love to live there for a time Buy a ring and make you mine Maybe lay me down some tile, floors, I'll make them yours I will gather all my things, ready to roll, Throw the whiskey bottle on the floor Turn the T.V. off, let's go again I don't think you'll ever understand That's (why) I'll I dance across the room with my radio Kicking off my shoes and selling all my clothes Running thru those woods, honey please come home Well I know, we will soon dance again That's (why) I'll I dance across the room with my radio Kicking off my shoes and selling all my clothes Running thru those woods, honey please come home Well I know, we will soon dance again