She’s got on that dress again
She wants to make a mess again
Bright-eyed, blue skies, but inside she’s burning
III see through her darker skin
But she’s not one for listening
Big heart, big dreams, and a brain full of bourbon

You’re caught in a race
Kissing his face, counting the days
In his brain, he’s pulling away, pulling away, oh
No more mistakes
You’re carried away, carried away
You don’t gotta stay

Lacy, take a break for a minute
Couldn’t be more fake, never knew it
And if he really really wanted, he could easily get it
Just take a break for a minute
You don’t gotta stay

She’s got out that dress again
She’s getting quite obsessed again
She don’t realize his eyes are wandering
I could’ve seen it from a mile away
I saw the tears streaming down her face
Now she’s crying in the corner, putting up her borders, wasting away