[00:00.000] 作词 : Caylee Hammack/Jared Scott
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Caylee Hammack/Jared Scott
[00:13.822]Hand-me-down dreams got me high in the rafters
[00:16.931]Homecoming queen couldn't be an outsider
[00:20.011]So there I'd sit, with a cigarette lit in a leather jacket
[00:26.655]I found a boy who was a stranger too
[00:29.517]In a one-horse town at a table for two
[00:32.600]We had matching scars, matching tattoos
[00:35.843]Both dying to fit in
[00:38.972]Ain't that some shit
[00:44.536]We're just small-town hypocrites
[00:47.628]
[00:51.877]And that scholarship was a ship that sailed
[00:55.126]When I chose you and daddy gave me hell
[00:58.372]I made myself into someone else just to love you, damn I loved you
[01:05.350]Took all my plans and I put 'em in a box
[01:08.687]Phantom pains for the wings I lost
[01:11.257]Had me circling rings in the catalogs
[01:14.992]For seven years and you never got the hint
[01:17.908]Ain't that some shit
[01:23.192]I'm just a small-town hypocrite
[01:26.077]
[01:30.420]Swore we'd be running, running, running this town
[01:36.962]But you're just running, running, running around
[01:43.366]And I'm staring at a picket fence
[01:47.071]Wondering where the hell time went
[01:49.885]I should've been running, running, running by now
[01:55.631]But I just hang around
[02:00.127]
[02:10.368]Love shot me out like a rocket
[02:13.012]Never to return and man, I forgot it
[02:16.454]How it feels to fall from orbit and land on shifting sands
[02:22.769]I found my heart at the bottom of a bookcase
[02:25.762]You said you needed space and dammit I bought it
[02:29.166]'Til you moved in a vinyl-sided double-wide with a couple of her kids
[02:35.040]Ain't that some shit
[02:40.497]You're just a small-town hypocrite
[02:43.476]
[02:47.903]Swore we'd be running, running, running this town
[02:54.331]But you're still running, running, running around
[03:00.674]And I'm staring at a picket fence
[03:04.366]Wondering where the hell time went
[03:07.197]I should've been running, running, running by now
[03:12.750]But I just hang around
[03:22.493]
[03:26.914]Small Town Hypocrite - Caylee Hammack, Chris Stapleton - Small Town Hypocrite - Now I bitch about how things turned and how they should've bee
[03:33.776]The bridges that I burned and the trains I didn't catch
[03:38.788]Like a small-town hypocrite
[03:44.885]Just a small-town hypocrite

作词 : Caylee Hammack/Jared Scott
作曲 : Caylee Hammack/Jared Scott
Hand-me-down dreams got me high in the rafters
Homecoming queen couldn't be an outsider
So there I'd sit, with a cigarette lit in a leather jacket
I found a boy who was a stranger too
In a one-horse town at a table for two
We had matching scars, matching tattoos
Both dying to fit in
Ain't that some shit
We're just small-town hypocrites
And that scholarship was a ship that sailed
When I chose you and daddy gave me hell
I made myself into someone else just to love you, damn I loved you
Took all my plans and I put 'em in a box
Phantom pains for the wings I lost
Had me circling rings in the catalogs
For seven years and you never got the hint
Ain't that some shit
I'm just a small-town hypocrite
Swore we'd be running, running, running this town
But you're just running, running, running around
And I'm staring at a picket fence
Wondering where the hell time went
I should've been running, running, running by now
But I just hang around
Love shot me out like a rocket
Never to return and man, I forgot it
How it feels to fall from orbit and land on shifting sands
I found my heart at the bottom of a bookcase
You said you needed space and dammit I bought it
'Til you moved in a vinyl-sided double-wide with a couple of her kids
Ain't that some shit
You're just a small-town hypocrite
Swore we'd be running, running, running this town
But you're still running, running, running around
And I'm staring at a picket fence
Wondering where the hell time went
I should've been running, running, running by now
But I just hang around
Small Town Hypocrite - Caylee Hammack, Chris Stapleton - Small Town Hypocrite - Now I bitch about how things turned and how they should've bee
The bridges that I burned and the trains I didn't catch
Like a small-town hypocrite
Just a small-town hypocrite