- LeeAnn Womack - "I May Hate Myself In The Morning"
Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple of drinks,
And say: "How you been? I been wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me."
And somewhere in the conversation, an old familiar invitation always arrives,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want;
And even though we just can't make it work out, well the want-to lingers on.
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I know it's wrong, but it ain't easy moving on.
So why can't two friends remember the good times once again?
Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, an' a little sad,
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad.
An' I guess that's what it is, in lonely late night calls like this, that we try to find;
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
- Lee Ann Womack - "Twenty Years and Two Husbands Ago"
Lookin' in the bathroom mirror, puttin' my make-up on:
Maybelline can't hide the lines of time that's gone.
I weighed 105 soakin' wet;
I'd knock 'em dead in that sundress.
Had it all: just too young to know.
That was twenty years an' two husbands ago.
I remember when he took my hand and said: "I do,"
And the kitchen I was standin' in when he said: "I'm through."
An' I swore I'd never fall back in,
Put my heart through that again:
Never let somebody get that close.
But that was twenty years an' two husbands ago.
Water under the bridge:
I guess that's all life really is.
That's just the way it is.
Drivin' the kids to school today, it occurred to me:
With all the wrong turns that I've made, I'm right where I should be.
But I go back there from time to time,
Lookin' for that peace of mind,
An' find it's always just a dead end road
Yeah, that was twenty years an' two husbands ago.
Water under the bridge:
I guess that's all life really is.
That's just the way it is.
Lookin' in the bathroom mirror, puttin' my make-up on.
