I won't look forward 'til you're gone
Won't be ambling or aiming the halls
And I could not carry your faults
And all that jiu-jitsu at the falls

I came in
In all of my camo
Seventeen, red car
And captain of the football team
Ah...

I put on that corsage in that car
Out there, past the jail
I won't lead you very far
But I'll tell ya:

I'll be burning it up
I don't wanna carry shit out
I'll be burning it up
At your dad's place every Thursday night
I'll be burning it up
Call me a Valleyinaire
I'll be burning it up
Douse the blouses, burn the couches

It was out of the garage in the dirt
By your father's boat, you let me know you're very hurt
And then we made a pact
Then it was snatched and it was halved
That was well before the bars
On the way to pick a car
All the way to Bothun (x3)
And now it's not that often that I see you
I'll be burning it up
I don't wanna carry shit out
I'll be burning it up
At your dad's place every Thursday night
I'll be burning it up
Call me a Valleyinaire
I'll be burning it up
Douse the blouses, burn the couches