Through the Smoke Album Lyrics by Nate Smith

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Bulletproof

Usually these ol' neon lights
Are pretty good for bad goodbyes
They got some girls off of my mind
But baby, not tonight

'Cause I've been putting in overtime
Trying to get over your leaving
You're still right here on my mind
You sure did a number on me

I've tried Jack, I've tried Jim
I've tried every last one of them
Ol' heartbreak bottles up on that shelf
But the burn don't work and the buzz don't help
Been taking these shots, shots, shots
Eighty, ninety, everything they've got
But the whiskey don't kill like it's supposed to do
Baby, your memory must be bulletproof

There ain't no way I'm driving home
I'm three sheets, done tied one on
But this liquor ain't as strong
As your sweet love is

I've tried Jack, I've tried Jim
I've tried every last one of them
Ol' heartbreak bottles up on that shelf
But the burn don't work and the buzz don't help
Been taking these shots, shots, shots
Eighty, ninety, everything they've got
But the whiskey don't kill like it's supposed to do
Baby, your memory must be bulletproof

All my favorite country songs
Guess they must've got it wrong
'Cause I'm still here and you ain't gone
You ain't gone, baby

I've tried Jack, I've tried Jim
I've tried every last one of them
Ol' heartbreak bottles up on that shelf
But the burn don't work and the buzz don't help
Been taking these shots, shots, shots
Eighty, ninety, everything they've got
But the whiskey don't kill like it's supposed to do
Baby, your memory must be bulletproof

All my favorite country songs
Guess they must've got it wrong
'Cause I'm still here and you ain't gone
You ain't gone, baby
Oh oh, you ain't gone, baby
Baby, your memory must be bulletproof

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Wish I Never Felt

Damn, rock bottom hits different this time
I've never felt it falling from cloud nine
They say the crash is always worth the high
But I'm losing my mind
I'm closing my eyes at night, but I ain't sleeping
The forever I saw I can't unsee it

I wish I never went down to that bar
I wish I never walked you back to your car
Yeah, I should've kept my heart to myself
'Cause girl I've spend too many days
Feeling things I wish I never felt
Girl, you were somethin' else
I didn't know an angel knew how to drag you through hell
I drank you from the bottle, should've left it on the shelf
It turns out whiskey ain't Novocain
I'm feeling things I wish I never felt
(I wish I never felt)

Past, I've been spending every minute in the past
Wish I could hate you and the memories were bad
I was good without the best I ever had
There ain't no going back, no going back
Through that door I didn't see closin'
I'm feeling like this empty glass I'm holdin'

I wish I never went down to that bar
I wish I never walked you back to your car
Yeah, I should've kept my heart to myself
'Cause girl I've spend too many days
Feeling things I wish I never felt
Girl, you were somethin' else
I didn't know an angel knew how to drag you through hell
I drank you from the bottle, should've left it on the shelf
It turns out whiskey ain't Novocain
I'm feeling things I wish I never felt
(I wish I never felt)

I wish I never felt the touch of your skin
I wish I never heard my name from your lips
'Cause I wish I never went down to that bar
I wish I never walked you back to your car
Yeah, I should've kept my heart to myself
'Cause girl I've spend too many days
Feeling things I wish I never felt
Girl, you were somethin' else
I didn't know an angel knew how to drag you through hell
I drank you from the bottle, should've left it on the shelf
It turns out whiskey ain't Novocain
I'm feeling things I wish I never felt
(I wish I never felt)
(I wish I never felt)
(I wish I never felt)

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Rather Be Lonely

Slammin' doors, pedals floored, nothin' but tail light red
On repeat, losing sleep every night in this bed
Now you're a couple drinks in, two in the AM
Sayin' we should patch things up
Forget about the leavin', kiss and call it even
I know what you're thinkin', but

I'd rather be lonely (oh, oh-oh-oh)
Sittin' at the end of an empty bar
Both hands on a cold drink, yeah (oh, oh-oh-oh)
Lettin' that jukebox break my heart
Yeah baby, just me, myself and Jack
Ain't that hard not wantin' you back
Even if you were the only (oh, oh-oh-oh)
I'd rather be, I'd rather be
I'd rather be lonely

Wakin' up, still half-drunk, forever all by myself
Go through life, livin' just like I'll never find someone else
Love ain't a light switch, can't turn it off
Then try and turn it right back on
Baby, a goodbye is only good one time
Even if the love ain't gone

I'd rather be lonely (oh, oh-oh-oh)
Sittin' at the end of an empty bar
Both hands on a cold drink, yeah (oh, oh-oh-oh)
Lettin' that jukebox break my heart
Yeah baby, just me, myself and Jack
Ain't that hard not wantin' you back
Even if you were the only (oh, oh-oh-oh)
I'd rather be, I'd rather be
I'd rather be lonely

(I'd rather be, I'd rather be lonely)

Ooh, how you gonna leave like that?
Ooh, callin' me up, tryna take it all back
Now you're a couple drinks in, two in the AM
Sayin' we should patch things up
Forget about the leavin', kiss and call it even
I know what you're thinkin', but

I'd rather be lonely (oh, oh-oh-oh)
Sittin' at the end of an empty bar
Both hands on a cold drink, yeah (oh, oh-oh-oh)
Lettin' that jukebox break my heart
Yeah baby, just me, myself and Jack
Ain't that hard not wantin' you back
Even if you were the only (oh, oh-oh-oh) (even if you were the only)
I'd rather be, I'd rather be
I'd rather be lonely (oh, oh-oh-oh)

I'd rather be lonely
(I'd rather be)

Yeah baby, just me, myself and Jack
Ain't that hard not wantin' you back
Even if you were the only (oh, oh-oh-oh) (even if you were the only)
I'd rather be, I'd rather be
I'd rather be lonely

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Here's To Hometowns

Here's to Sundays, where folks still go to church
Here's to grass stains you can't get out a shirt
Here's to, "Yes ma'am, yes sir," shake a hand, hard work
Funnel cake at the county fair concert
Here's to friends that'll last 'cause they knew you first

Here's to them two-lane roads, tracin' them county lines
Here's to them fourth and goals boys of fall on Friday nights
Here's to the way we talk, here's to remember when
Here's to your favorite country song on the truck FM
Here's to that first kiss, taste of strawberry wine
Here's to them good ol' days, born and raised way of life
Without them middle of nowheres, who knows where we'd be now
Here's to that holy ground, here's to hometowns

Here's to an Icee in the AC with our hands thrown out the window
Here's to days we can't forget and to the nights we can't remember
From down-home Georgia to California, and Rocky Top, Tennessee
Here's to towns you can't pronounce and map dots that most ain't ever seen

Here's to them two-lane roads, tracin' them county lines
Here's to them fourth and goals, boys of fall on Friday nights
Here's to the way we talk, here's to remember when
Here's to your favorite country song on the truck FM
Here's to that first kiss, taste of strawberry wine
Here's to them good ol' days, born and raised way of life
Without them middle of nowheres, who knows where we'd be now
Here's to that holy ground, here's to hometowns

(Whoa-oh) let's raise one up
(Whoa-oh) to the place that raised us

Here's to them two-lane roads, tracin' them county lines
Here's to them fourth and goals, boys of fall on Friday nights
Here's to the way we talk, here's to remember when
Here's to your favorite Brooks and Dunn on the truck FM
Here's to a first kiss you wish you could rewind
Here's to them good ol' days, born and raised way of life
Without them middle of nowheres, who knows where we'd be now
Where we got lost and found, just tryNA make 'em proud
Here's to that holy ground, here's to hometowns

Here's to hometowns, yeah
Here's to that holy ground, here's to hometowns

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Make It With You

If it's a drive to meet your mama, way back to where you're from
If it's a stop off of the exit for some gas and a pack of gum
If it's a homemade margarita, cheap tequila and a Mountain Dew
Baby, if I'm gonna make it, I wanna make it with you

Oh, I wanna make it with you
Every thing and every dream you've been wantin' to come true
A little life out in the country, a little love under the moon
Baby, I wanna make it with you
Oh, yes I do

If it's a scene out at a bar, 'cause I can't keep you off my lips
If it's a midnight falling star that needs a truck hood wish
If on down the line, we find some kind of hell to get through
You've got my hand, just take it, I wanna make it with you
Make it with you

Oh, I wanna make it with you
Every thing and every dream you've been wantin' to come true
A little life out in the country, a little love under the moon
Baby, I wanna make it with you
Oh, yes I do

I wanna make it with you, yeah

Well, I know I'm talkin' crazy and I'm gettin' ahead of myself
I've never felt this kind of way about anybody else
But if you want a family for us to come home to
Baby, I wanna make it with you

Oh, oh I wanna make it with you (make it with you)
Every thing and every dream you've been wantin' to come true
(Oh yeah)
A little life out in the country, a little love under the moon
Baby, I wanna make it with you (make it with you)
Baby, I wanna make it with you

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Hollywood

I've been Rocky Mountain stoned in Colorado
I've had Santa Barbara sand beneath my feed
I've been a drunk tequila sunrise desperado
And I've had a desert sunset steal my breath from me
And I've done a lot, but baby, honestly

All the drugs in Hollywood won't get me high as you do
New York City lights got nothing on your eyes
All the Arizona stars dancing 'round a silver moon make me feel alive
But they don't hold a candle to what I feel for you (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
Yeah (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
What I feel for you (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

I've put tattoos on my arms 'cause I like the needle
Nothing's permanent on me the way you are
I've heard hallelujahs echo up the steeple
But my religion is the sound of your beatin' heart

All the drugs in Hollywood won't get me high as you do
New York City lights got nothing on your eyes
All the Arizona stars dancing 'round a silver moon make me feel alive
But they don't hold a candle to what I feel for you (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
Yeah (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
What I feel for you (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

All the drugs in Hollywood won't get me high as you do
New York City lights got nothing on your eyes
All the Arizona stars dancing 'round a silver moon make me feel alive
But they don't hold a candle to what I feel for you, yeah (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
Oh (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
What I feel for you (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Yeah) what I feel for you (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
What I feel for you (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

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Heart-Shaped Box

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Hey, wait, I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey, wait, I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey, wait, I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice

Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of 'Your Highness', I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back

Hey, wait, I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey, wait, I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey, wait, I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
Your advice
Your advice