kacey musgraves

somebody to love

Sunday, November 13th, 2016

We’re all hoping, we’re all hopeless
We’re all thorns and we’re all roses
We’re all looking down our noses at ourselves
We’re all flawed and we’re all perfect
We’re all lost and we’re all hurting
And just searching for somebody to love

We’re all liars, we’re all legends
We’re all tens that want elevens
We’re all trying to get to heaven, but not today
We’re all happy, we’re all hatin’
We’re all patiently impatient
And just waiting for somebody to love

We’re all good, but we ain’t angels
We all sin, but we ain’t devils
We’re all pots and we’re all kettles
But we can’t see it in ourselves
We’re all livin’ ’til we’re dying
We ain’t cool, but man, we’re trying
Just thinking we’ll be fixed by someone else

We all wrangle with religion
We all talk, but we don’t listen
We’re all starving for attention then we’ll run
We’re all paper, we’re all scissors
We’re all fightin’ with our mirrors
Scared we’ll never find somebody to love

We’re all good, but we ain’t angels
We all sin, but we ain’t devils
We’re all pots and we’re all kettles
But we can’t see it in ourselves
We’re all livin’ ’til we’re dying
We ain’t cool, but man, we’re trying
Thinking we’ll be fixed by someone else

Just tryin’ to hold it all together
We all wish our best was better
Just hopin’ that forever’s really real
We’ll miss a dime to grab a nickel
Overcomplicate the simple
We’re all little kids just looking for love
Yeah, don’t we all just want somebody to love?

pageant material

Wednesday, September 28th, 2016

There’s certain things you’re supposed to know
When you’re a girl who grows up in the South
I try to use my common sense
But my foot always ends up in my mouth
And if I had to walk a runway in high heels in front of the whole town,
I’d fall down
And my mama cried when she realized

I ain’t pageant material
I’m always higher than my hair
And it ain’t that I don’t care about world peace
But I don’t see how I can fix it in a swimsuit on a stage
I ain’t exactly Ms. Congenial
Sometimes I talk before I think, I try to fake it but I can’t
I’d rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain’t

God bless the girls who smile and hug
When they’re called out as a runner up on TV
I wish I could, but I just can’t
Wear a smile when a smile ain’t what I’m feelin’
And who’s to say I’m a 9.5
Or a 4.0 if you don’t even know me
Life ain’t always roses and pantyhose

And I ain’t pageant material
I’m always higher than my hair
And it ain’t that I don’t care about world peace
But I don’t see how I can fix it in a swimsuit on a stage
I ain’t exactly Ms. Congenial
Sometimes I talk before I think, I try to fake it but I can’t
I’d rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain’t

I ain’t pageant material
The only crown is in my glass
They won’t be handing me a sash
And that’s okay because there’s no way
You’ll ever see me in a swimsuit on a stage
I ain’t exactly Ms. Congenial
Sometimes I talk before I think, I try to fake it but I can’t
I’d rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain’t
Yeah, I’d rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain’t

late to the party

Saturday, February 6th, 2016

They’re blowing up our phones, asking where we are
Just say we’re almost there; we ain’t even in the car
You’re rolling one for two and I’m still picking out my shoes
I’m never late to the party if I’m late to the party with you

By the time we get there, everybody will be drunk
The chairs will be on tables and the band will be unplugged
We’re gonna look real good, but we’re gonna look real rude
I’m sorry I’m not sorry that I’m

Late to the party with you
Oh, who needs confetti?
We’re already falling into the groove
And who needs a crowd when you’re happy at a party for two?
The world can wait
‘Cause I’m never late to the party if I’m late to the party with you

Let’s promise when we get in that we’ll try to get right out
Fake a couple conversations, make the necessary rounds
These kinda things just turn into “who’s leaving here with who?”
But I just want ’em all to see me come in

Late to the party with you
Oh, who needs confetti?
We’re already falling into the groove
And who needs a crowd when you’re happy at a party for two?
The world can wait
‘Cause I’m never late to the party if I’m late to the party with you

Late to the party with you
Oh, who needs confetti?
We’re already falling into the groove
And who needs a crowd when you’re happy at a party for two?
The world can wait
‘Cause I’m never late to the party if I’m late to the party with you

No, I’m never late to the party if I’m late to the party with you

follow your arrow

Monday, June 24th, 2013

If you save yourself for marriage,
You’re a bore.
If you don’t save yourself for marriage,
You’re a horr-ible person
If you won’t have a drink,
Then you’re a prude;
But they’ll call you a drunk
As soon as you down the first one.

If you can’t lose the weight,
Then you’re just fat
But if you lose too much,
Then you’re on crack
You’re damned if you do,
And you’re damned if you don’t
So you might as well just do,
Whatever you want
So…

Make lots of noise
And kiss lots of boys,
Or kiss lots of girls
If that’s something you’re into.
When the straight and narrow
Gets a little too straight
Roll up a joint, or don’t,
Just follow your arrow
Wherever it points, yeah
Follow your arrow
Wherever it points

If you don’t go to church,
You’ll go to hell.
If you’re the first one
On the front row,
You’re self-righteous
Son of a …
Can’t win for losing,
You just disappoint ’em,
Just ’cause you can’t beat ’em,
Don’t mean you should join ’em

So make lots of noise
And kiss lots of boys,
Or kiss lots of girls
If that’s something you’re into.
When the straight and narrow
Gets a little too straight
Roll up a joint, or don’t,
Just follow your arrow
Wherever it points, yeah
Follow your arrow
Wherever it points

Say what you think,
Love who you love,
‘Cause you just get
So many trips ’round the sun
Yeah, you only, only live once

So make lots of noise
And kiss lots of boys,
Or kiss lots of girls
If that’s something you’re into.
When the straight and narrow
Gets a little too straight
Roll up a joint – I would –
And follow your arrow
Wherever it points, yeah
Follow your arrow
Wherever it points

step off

Saturday, May 4th, 2013

You sure look real pretty in your glass house
You probably think you’re too good to take the trash out
Well are you dumb or are you blind?
Cause it’s a real fine line
Between telling a joke and turning the knife
Don’t wreck my reputation
Let me wreck my own

Step off, step off
Yeah you’re getting too close to me
With all your negativity
Just get lost
Just trying to make a little difference here
So why you gotta interfere?
Just keep climbing that mountain of dirty tricks
When you finally get to the top
Step off
Yeah

You screwed everybody over in this town
There ain’t nothing between you and the cold hard ground
Keep running your mouth and stretching the truth
You just might find a hole in your parachute
Cuz Whatever gets you high
Will always bring you down

So step off, step off
Yeah you’re getting too close to me
With all your negativity
Just get lost
Just trying to make a little difference here
So why you gotta interfere?
Just keep climbing that mountain of dirty tricks
When you finally get to the top
Step off

Sticks and stones may build a throne but
You’ll be up there all alone

So step off
Yeah yeah step off
Keep climbing that mountain of dirty tricks, yeah
When you finally get to the top
Step off
Just step off
Step off

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