I like to think I was an idiot

A self-assured and selfish mountain town kid

The more you know the more you don't know shit

But it never hit me, baby, quite the way that you did

While the guilt was crowding my conscience

I cursed my brain for lack of responses

But you catch my mind whenever its's wandering

Same way you caught me staring when we first met

Baby, we could drive all over the country

Or pretend that we could afford the cities

And I would just whisk you off

Maybe I could pound the sins you forgave me into something new

But if mercy is not on your agenda

Then I'll face it and I'll take my lashes

I just want to get back to you

I don't know how to skirt he trouble that I'm in

To make it audible, or make amends