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did you make it home?\n[01:24.45] Are you feelin' alone?\n[01:26.19] Are we turnin' into people that we used to know?\n[01:29.53] If I'm bein' honest, couldn't get to Carolina quick enough\n[01:33.48] I'm not givin' up\n[01:35.33] Chartered a plane to your doorstep, we made up in your bed\n[01:40.08] Probably because\n[01:43.25] Two things can be true\n[01:46.43] I'll love and hate you\n[01:49.67] I'll be your best and your worst day\n[01:52.97] I'll be your blessin' and curse, babe, yeah\n[01:56.95] Sometimes I'll cut and ghost\n[01:59.96] Sometimes I'll get too close\n[02:03.06] You're nothin' and everything I got to lose\n[02:08.85] Two things can be true (I'll be your best day and I'll be your worst day)\n[02:15.27] Two things can be true\n[02:20.42] My eyes are green (my eyes are green)\n[02:23.59] Yeah, your jeans are blue\n[02:26.84] I wish it was that easy\n[02:31.25] When it comes to me and you\n[02:37.54] Two things can be true\n[02:40.78] I'll love and hate you\n[02:43.93] I'll be your best and your worst day\n[02:47.22] But you wouldn't want it any other way, yeah\n[02:51.24] Sometimes I'll cut and ghost\n[02:54.10] But, baby, don't let me go\n[02:57.38] You're nothin' and everything I got to lose (I got to lose)\n[03:03.27] Two things can be true (I'll be your best day and I'll be your worst day), oh yeah\n[03:09.52] Two things can be true (I'll cut and I'll ghost, don't let me go)\n[03:15.23] Mm-mm\n[03:21.62] Ooh, yeah\n[03:26.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Two Things\n  artist: Kelsea Ballerini\n  album: Two Things\n  duration_ms: 215000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I love New York City, but I can't stay at the Carlyle anymore\n  start_ms: 12780\n  end_ms: 17500\n- text: My head and bed were messy from the night before\n  start_ms: 17500\n  end_ms: 20400\n- text: Sunflowers at the door\n  start_ms: 20400\n  end_ms: 22260\n- text: We said that it was over, what'd you send 'em for?\n  start_ms: 22260\n  end_ms: 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morning\n[00:31.54] You just made the eggs and turned your head\n[00:35.41] Sorry, Mom, you know that I had sex\n[00:37.78] 'Fore I bought the white dress\n[00:40.02] I know you're not impressed\n[00:41.72] With my lack of sticking to the Bible\n[00:46.24] Yeah, I got regrets, but you did your best\n[00:50.86] I turned out alright\n[00:54.37] So you can sleep good at night\n[00:57.69] Maybe I ran all the red lights\n[01:01.98] Maybe we got into a few fights\n[01:06.02] It's a different cloth we cut\n[01:09.83] But underneath, we're the same blood\n[01:13.48] So I know it took a little tough love\n[01:17.48] To become the woman that you're proud of\n[01:22.50] Sorry, Mom, I didn't graduate\n[01:25.00] After two years and some change\n[01:27.16] And that money went to waste\n[01:29.23] I know it wasn't cheap tuition\n[01:33.76] There were dreams to chase\n[01:36.92] And songs to play\n[01:38.25] Sorry, Mom, I missed your 58th\n[01:40.85] I was on another plane\n[01:42.98] Going to 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Mom, ah\n[03:18.22] Da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[03:21.29] La-la\n[03:23.13] La-la\n[03:23.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Sorry Mom\n  artist: Kelsea Ballerini\n  album: Two Things\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Sorry, Mom, I smelled like cigarettes\n  start_ms: 19440\n  end_ms: 22240\n- text: And my eyes were casa red\n  start_ms: 22240\n  end_ms: 24240\n- text: With a pounding in my head\n  start_ms: 24240\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Showing up again on Sunday morning\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 31540\n- text: You just made the eggs and turned your head\n  start_ms: 31540\n  end_ms: 35410\n- text: Sorry, Mom, you know that I had sex\n  start_ms: 35410\n  end_ms: 37780\n- text: '''Fore I bought the white dress'\n  start_ms: 37780\n  end_ms: 40020\n- text: I know you're not impressed\n  start_ms: 40020\n  end_ms: 41720\n- text: With my lack of sticking to the Bible\n  start_ms: 41720\n  end_ms: 46240\n- text: Yeah, I got regrets, but 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me\n[01:18.35] I never knew\n[01:20.99] Cowboys cry too\n[01:26.59] Well, I grew up wishing I could close off the way my dad did\n[01:32.23] 'Cause that man never felt a damn thing he didn't wanna feel\n[01:37.70] But I've burned too many miles tryna ride out all the sadness\n[01:43.26] But you can't outdrive pain, someday it's gonna take the wheel\n[01:48.69] Can't be alone but don't wanna get close to anybody\n[01:54.17] Don't wanna that teeth but don't wanna look weak, it's a tough spot\n[01:59.89] But I'm afraid you'll walk away when the tears start running\n[02:06.04] But I hope not\n[02:10.20] 'Cause cowboys cry too\n[02:16.31] They may not let 'em fall down in their hometown\n[02:19.39] Thinking they still got shit to prove\n[02:21.62] That well runs deep\n[02:27.32] But when he's showing his skin, letting me in\n[02:30.41] That's when he's toughest to me\n[02:33.03] I never knew\n[02:35.15] Cowboys cry too\n[02:39.55] \n[02:51.70] Blame it on their fathers, the ones that said 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off the way my dad did\n[01:32.23] 'Cause that man never felt a damn thing he didn't wanna feel\n[01:37.70] But I've burned too many miles tryna ride out all the sadness\n[01:43.26] But you can't outdrive pain, someday it's gonna take the wheel\n[01:48.69] Can't be alone but don't wanna get close to anybody\n[01:54.17] Don't wanna that teeth but don't wanna look weak, it's a tough spot\n[01:59.89] But I'm afraid you'll walk away when the tears start running\n[02:06.04] But I hope not\n[02:10.20] 'Cause cowboys cry too\n[02:16.31] They may not let 'em fall down in their hometown\n[02:19.39] Thinking they still got shit to prove\n[02:21.62] That well runs deep\n[02:27.32] But when he's showing his skin, letting me in\n[02:30.41] That's when he's toughest to me\n[02:33.03] I never knew\n[02:35.15] Cowboys cry too\n[02:39.55] \n[02:51.70] Blame it on their fathers, the ones that said they'd stay\n[02:56.82] Or blame it on the songs that tell you they all ride away\n[03:02.52] But mine ain't that way (I ain't that way)\n[03:05.75] Cowboys cry too\n[03:11.12] They may not let 'em fall down in their hometown\n[03:14.36] Thinking they still got shit to prove\n[03:16.90] That well runs deep (deep)\n[03:22.39] But when he's showing his skin, letting me in\n[03:25.35] That's when he's toughest to me\n[03:27.78] I never knew\n[03:30.59] Cowboys cry too\n[03:37.35] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm\n[03:40.74] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cowboys Cry Too\n  artist: Kelsea Ballerini with Noah Kahan\n  album: Two Things\n  duration_ms: 231000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm\n  start_ms: 7420\n  end_ms: 12830\n- text: He's as tough as the tattoos up his right arm\n  start_ms: 12830\n  end_ms: 18190\n- text: And I've talked him down from getting in a fight or two\n  start_ms: 18190\n  end_ms: 23780\n- text: He stands his ground, he's as stubborn as the weeds in the backyard\n  start_ms: 23780\n  end_ms: 29370\n- text: '''Cause growing up he had to 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