Separate Ways (Live)

Separate Ways (Live) - Kip Moore

Lyricist：Kip Moore/Jordyn Mallory/Dan Couch

Composer：Kip Moore/Jordyn Mallory/Dan Couch

Ain't no tellin' how long that suns been up

'Cause it's dark as a dungeon

While I'm lying here in this bunk

I can hear 'em sound checkin'

But I'm not sure what city were playing

I take a hit from my camel and

I fix my whiskey craving my whiskey craving

When the lights go down

I'll find me a hometown girl

Some brown eye'd honey

That thinks she wants to give me a whirl

It'll go too far and she's probably gonna call me baby

But she'll never be you and

She d**n sure ain't my baby

So I drink and I smoke and

I act like I'm okay

And I guess we'll just keep

Goin' our separate ways

Well last night

I started dialing your number and I just hung up

I had it all rehearsed in my mind

But my tongue got stuck

Tonight I'm gonna close my eyes

When she calls me baby

But she'll never be you and she's never gonna be my baby

So I drink and I smoke and I act like I'm okay

And I guess we'll just keep goin' our separate ways

Separate days separate nights

Wishin' you were here while she's by my side

In case you're wondering if you can't tell

This livin' the dream's a livin' hell

I sure hope you're doin' well

I drink and I smoke and I act like I'm okay

And I guess we'll just keep goin' our separate ways

Hey

Alright now