If you would've know me earlier
I don't think you would've invited me up north
Up with the dogs and the cat I never saw
And the winter that kept me warm

Him and I we never apologized
But I think we both know
I'd say it first be he's down living in the Fort Worth
So for now, I'll just let it go

It took awhile for me to learn how to not be mean
But I guess that's what 17's for

Oh I'd play 'I spy' out my window
A lot to see from my bedroom
I wish I could join you in my shadow
Or pull back and stand next to you
Oh my childhood left with Callie
But I decided to stay
From what I hear, even dogs to go Heaven
So I should be ok

So I drive to the playhouse
Where I argue about shit with my brother
I write a lot of songs about this tiny town
And here I am writing another

It took awhile for me to learn how to not be mean
But I guess that's what 17's for

Oh I'd play 'I spy' out my window
A lot to see from my bedroom
I wish I could join you in my shadow
Or pull back and stand next to you
Oh my childhood left with Callie
But I decided to stay
From what I hear, even dogs to go Heaven
So I should be ok