You said you're coming back to Texas, but I couldn't care less
That's what you tell yourself
But if it really makes you feel better, for you and your heart
Then I feel okay to let you walk away and watch you
Paint me in your darkest light, where it looks good to you
Paint me in your darkest light, but it looks good on you
You said I'd never make it to Cali, that I want it easy
That's what you tell yourself
That only God could love a barkeep, but you say he aint real
So who's left to pour that drink for you
Paint me in your darkest light, where it looks good to you
Paint me in your darkest light, but it looks good on you
You said the time for us is over, and I must agree
That's what I'll tell myself
The people wanna hear a new song, but I aint got one
So you'll sing yours again
It sounds just like