Bibles and Break-Ups

Four years, four square miles
Killing time in four wheel drive
Gettin' lost with him
cnd I'd do it all again

Mama said “girl act your age
Say your prayers, don't stay out late”
But if bein' young's a sin
Hell, I'd do it all again

I'd steal one more cigarette, let it burn
Go back down every right wrong turn
To freedom's first few sips & chasin' em with a kiss 
Cross my heart sneakin' in
I won't get caught, I won't forget
Bitter sweet sixteen memories of that first love
Bottles, backseats, bibles, and break-ups

Love notes with lipstick stains
Never Could see past those days
So every night I prayed
God, just make him stay
But a full ride took him outta town
cnd I learned how quick things turn around
How fast mascara runs 
cnd how right then 
cll I wanted was stealin' 

One more cigarette, let it burn
Go back down every right wrong turn
To freedom's first few sips & chasin' em with a kiss 
Cross my heart sneakin' in
I won't get caught, I won't forget
Bitter sweet sixteen memories of that first love
Bottles, backseats, bibles, and break-ups

Draw another heart on a fogged up window
Take another sip take it too far 
To somewhere I can't let go

Steal one more cigarette, let it burn
Go back down every right wrong turn
To freedom's first few sips & chasin' em with a kiss 
Cross my heart sneakin' in
I won't get caught, I won't forget
Bitter sweet sixteen memories of that first love
Bottles, backseats, bibles, and break-ups
Bottles, backseats, bibles, and break-ups