She traced my tattoos with the tips of her fingers
Yeah, she treat me like a coloring book
And I don't make her stay in the lines
It's my fault for thinking that the pastor could save her
Cause she memorized all of the Book and
She don't even know wrong from right
And she's the muse to my music that she don't even like
Don't even know why I write
Love songs about you
And she's a fuse, not confused with no regular type
Got me up late thinking
How far am I gonna take this
Cause she got me saying
Lord, I need to know the right path, right path
Saw the face of my demons
They looked right back, right
And love is what I want but
God knows I'm looking in all the wrong places
All the wrong places
God knows I'm looking
God knows I'm looking in
All the wrong places
All the wrong places
Okay, I haven't been back for a minute
I've been out of state, putting food on the plate
Nashville to LA, spend a bag on the tickets
Wishing that I left you in the past but I didn't
No good for me
Baby, you're no good for me
She want the Louis and the Gucci and the looks for free
Like, what do I gain for a pretty face dame
If her soul is the only thing she took from me
And she's the muse to my music that she don't even like
Don't even know why I write
Love songs about you
And she's a fuse, not confused
With no regular type
Got me up late thinking
How far am I gonna take this
Cause she got me saying
Lord, I need to know the right path, right path
Saw the face of my demons
They looked right back, right
And love is what I want but
God knows I'm looking in all the wrong places
All the wrong places
God knows I'm looking
God knows I'm looking in
All the wrong places
All the wrong places
God knows I'm looking
God knows I'm looking in
All the wrong places
All the wrong places
Lord, I need to know the right path, right path
Saw the face of my demons
They looked right back, right
And love is what I want but
God knows I'm looking in all the wrong places
All the wrong places