Hey, whatever happened to waitin' your turn? Doing it all by hand?<br?Cause when everything is handed to you, It's only worth as much as the time put… - Miranda Lambert

I feel like this long string of lights,
They lit up our whole house on Christmas day.
But now it's January, and the bulbs have all burned out.
But still, they hang,
Like dead flowers.

If you borrow dresses like you borrow time,
If you dream all day and drink all night,
If you're looking for love but willing to fight
Over men and mama's and Miller Lites,
Well then, we should be friends.<p>I don't know you well but I know that look.
And I can judge the cover 'cause I read the book
On losing sleep and gaining weight,
On pain and shame and crazy trains.

'Cause I heard Jesus, he drank wine
And I bet we'd get along just fine.
He could calm a storm and heal the blind,
And I bet he'd understand a heart like mine.