It Hits Me Songtext
von David Morris
It Hits Me Songtext
One week, four days, three hours, since I last thought about you
Doing the best I can to move on, but girl, if you want the truth
Sometimes I hit that old dirt road
On those county lines that takes me home
And I see you in that front seat
And all a sudden, girl, it hits me
That you ain′t here anymore to love me
You ain't here anymore to try
You ain′t gonna be here when I need you, baby
I feel it deep inside, it hits me
Like a freight train, like a car wreck, like a right hook
In a bar fight on a rowdy Friday night
Like a quarterback blitz, like a fastball pitch
Coming straight down the plate in the bottom of the ninth
And I shouldn't be surprised, 'cause it happens every time
Soon as you′re outta my mind, it hits me, it hits me
See, I could be driving down my old street on a sunny summer July day
Or waiting in line at the Dairy Queen, and all of a sudden I see your face
And I start thinking about you and how much I really miss you
I wanna tell you I′m sorry, I wanna hug you and kiss ya
I wanna try my best to break free
But all of a sudden, girl, it hits me
That you ain't here anymore to love me
You ain′t here anymore to try
You ain't gonna be here when I need you, baby
I feel it deep inside, it hits me
Like a freight train, like a car wreck, like a right hook
In a bar fight on a rowdy Friday night
Like a quarterback blitz, like a fastball pitch
Coming straight down the plate in the bottom of the ninth
And I shouldn′t be surprised, 'cause it happens every time
Soon as you′re outta my mind, it hits me, it hits me
When I ride through Main Street in town
When I roll my windows down
When I walk into this empty house
It hits me, it's hit me
That you ain't here anymore to love me
You ain′t here anymore to try
You ain′t gonna be here when I need you, baby
I feel it deep inside, it hits me
Like a freight train, like a car wreck, like a right hook
In a bar fight on a rowdy Friday night
Like a quarterback blitz, like a fastball pitch
Coming straight down the plate in the bottom of the ninth
And I shouldn't be surprised, ′cause it happens every time
Soon as you're outta my mind, it hits me, it hits me
Doing the best I can to move on, but girl, if you want the truth
Sometimes I hit that old dirt road
On those county lines that takes me home
And I see you in that front seat
And all a sudden, girl, it hits me
That you ain′t here anymore to love me
You ain't here anymore to try
You ain′t gonna be here when I need you, baby
I feel it deep inside, it hits me
Like a freight train, like a car wreck, like a right hook
In a bar fight on a rowdy Friday night
Like a quarterback blitz, like a fastball pitch
Coming straight down the plate in the bottom of the ninth
And I shouldn't be surprised, 'cause it happens every time
Soon as you′re outta my mind, it hits me, it hits me
See, I could be driving down my old street on a sunny summer July day
Or waiting in line at the Dairy Queen, and all of a sudden I see your face
And I start thinking about you and how much I really miss you
I wanna tell you I′m sorry, I wanna hug you and kiss ya
I wanna try my best to break free
But all of a sudden, girl, it hits me
That you ain't here anymore to love me
You ain′t here anymore to try
You ain't gonna be here when I need you, baby
I feel it deep inside, it hits me
Like a freight train, like a car wreck, like a right hook
In a bar fight on a rowdy Friday night
Like a quarterback blitz, like a fastball pitch
Coming straight down the plate in the bottom of the ninth
And I shouldn′t be surprised, 'cause it happens every time
Soon as you′re outta my mind, it hits me, it hits me
When I ride through Main Street in town
When I roll my windows down
When I walk into this empty house
It hits me, it's hit me
That you ain't here anymore to love me
You ain′t here anymore to try
You ain′t gonna be here when I need you, baby
I feel it deep inside, it hits me
Like a freight train, like a car wreck, like a right hook
In a bar fight on a rowdy Friday night
Like a quarterback blitz, like a fastball pitch
Coming straight down the plate in the bottom of the ninth
And I shouldn't be surprised, ′cause it happens every time
Soon as you're outta my mind, it hits me, it hits me
Writer(s): Brandon Manley, David Morris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
