I'd never leave the perfect girl
Or rip apart the perfect world
Just up and leave in the middle of a song

I'd never pack my things in a Silverado
Travel out to Colorado
Just to find some freedom I thought was gone

Ooh
There are things I'd never do

But here I am
In this hotel room
Thinkin' 'bout you
And what I've done

Oh what have I done
In my hands
Thinking 'bout a lot of things
I wish that I could change
It's sad but it's true
I've done a lot of things I'd never do

I'd never ever worked so much
That I'd lose sight
I'd lose touch
Of everything a man could ever want

I'd never lose my cool and say
The words that cut just like a blade
And leave you dying, crying all alone

But here I am
In this hotel room
Thinkin' 'bout you
And what I've done

Oh what have I done
In my hands
Thinking 'bout a lot of things
I wish that I could change
It's sad but it's true
I've done a lot of things I'd never do

Yeah
Oh, I'd never do

Here I am
In this hotel room
Thinkin' 'bout you
And what I've done

What have I done

In my hands
Thinking 'bout a lot of things
I wish that I could change
It's sad, sad but it's true
I've done a lot of things
A whole lot of things
I'd never do

I'd never leave the perfect girl
Or rip apart the perfect world
Just up and leave in the middle of a song

Writer : CLAY MILLS, FRANK MANDEVILLE V. ROGERS, DARIUS C. RUCKER
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP. OBO CADAJA PUBL. , WORDS & MUSIC COPYRIGHT ADMIN OBO HOUSE OF SEA GAYLE MUSIC