Hate To Tell You

You're like a flashlight All in my face I Just wanna turn you off Like all the other guys You like my brown eyes Told me like 11 times (Oh-oh) I don't wanna know (Oh-oh) what kind of car you drive (Oh-oh) sick of these county guys Killing my summer nights You think this is going well I hate to tell you But I don't think this is going your way I hate to tell you You're not the one that's leaving with me You're like a sad song When nothing's going wrong Just wanna turn you down Don't wanna hear about What's in your bank account Wish someone would help me out, yeah (Oh-oh) yeah, I don't really care (Oh-oh) what kind of clothes you wear (Oh-oh) sick of these county guys Killing my summer nights You think this is going well I hate to tell you But I don't think this is going your way I hate to tell you You're not the one that's leaving with me (Oh-oh) hmm, you're not the one (Oh-oh) yeah, I don't wanna know (Oh-oh) sick of these county guys Killing my summer nights You think this is going well I hate to tell you But I don't think this is going your way (no, no) I hate to tell you (I hate to tell you) You're not the one that's leaving with me (oh) I hate to tell you (oh-oh) But I don't think this is going your way (I don't think this is going your way) I hate to tell you (I hate to tell you) You're not the one that's leaving with me