Red Flags in Love

. Met him on a Friday. Boots and a crooked smile.

Said all the right things, made me stay a little while. But we only

go to back road bars, places didn't drive. He says he likes it quiet,

but I know that's a lie. That's a red flag, baby.

Wave it in the wind. Told me I was special, but I ain't

never met his friends. I ain't no secret, your late nights

are trapped. If you're hiding me, honey, you can take

that back. Love don't live where truth don't brag. Boy,