Die By My Own Hand

Tim McGraw · Emotional Traffic

Sex and the City and Indian food,

I never tried 'em, not until you,

But Lord it's lookin' like you left me with some habits I can't break.

I feel kinda guilty whenever I cuss

I lay in bed at night and I think about us

Maybe it's because of all the love you taught me how to make



You changed me, baby

And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me

But then again you might have just gone crazy

Tryin' to love a music man

Don't worry, honey

I understand why you went runnin' from me

I guess, I really should have seen it comin'

I'll always die by my own hand



Ran into your daddy last Saturday night

I had to admit it he might have been right

Oh, all the times he told me that you're just too good for me



You changed me, baby

And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me

But then again you might have just gone crazy

Tryin' to love a music man

Don't worry, honey

I understand why you went runnin' from me

I guess, I really should have seen it comin'

I'll always die by my own hand



Oh, you changed me, baby

And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me

But then again you might have just gone crazy

Tryin' to love a music man

Don't worry, honey

I understand why you went runnin' from me

I guess, I really should have seen it comin'

I'll always die by my own hand



Girl, I don't blame you for nothin'

I'll always die by my own hand