Texty:
Maggie Walters

Sorry that I gave you all my Sundays Oblivious and blind believing everything you said All the things I never knew I wanted Chasing me and charming

If I was brave I?d call you and say Baby get ready I?m coming to Colorado Wish you were here Wish I could disappear If I only could I?d be resting

The sun shines bigger and brighter on a real life cowboy's house Cover me in whiskey and kisses from a real life cowboy's mouth He's like climbing a

Everybody wants my love Nobody can get enough When I wear some fuck me pumps Look at me I?m all grown up Everybody turns their head When I wear my lips

Hanging in the closet is the dress I wore the last time That I saw you on the last day of July Could?ve been would?ve been should?ve known better