Think something's broken then again nothin's smokin'
Or shakin' or chokin' like my ol' truck
But I think something's broken
And I think it's worth notin'
It started about the time
She got all packed up

Could be my ego, could be my pride
Or maybe my clam cool collective side
Might be my heart comin' eye to eye
With the truth that she wasn't jokin'

Think something's broken
'Cause I'm just layin' round hopin'
That maybe any moment
I'll get on track
But I think something's broken
All locked up or frozen cause I can't go forward
And I sure can't go back

Could be my ego, could be my pride
Or maybe my clam cool collective side
Might be my heart comin' eye to eye
With the truth that she wasn't jokin'

Think it's my heart
Comin' eye to eye
With the truth
She wasn't jokin'

I know something's broken
I Just started smokin'
And shakin'and chokin'
Like my old truck

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Writer(s): CASEY BEATHARD, CHARLES HORNE