Tim McGraw

I feel the cold rain splashing against my body,

I guess I left my bedroom window wide open.

I feel broken inside.

I hear Tim McGraw playing in the background,

and it makes me think about everything we once were.

The rain doesn’t stop pouring,

So, all I can do is worry about tomorrow.

I can’t help but wonder if you’re alright.

It’s quiet tonight,

Tim McGraw is still playing in the background,

He’s singing the words I desperately want to say,

but I’m way too late…