You Don't Know Her Like I Do

I'm sitting here staring at this can again. Only thing that listens when I'm

losing it. I still see her crying in the porch light glow

every time she swore she done, still don't go. I tell her, "Baby,

it's okay," but we both know it ain't. She's still holding on

to a love that's been gone. You don't know her like I do.

You'll never understand. You don't know what we've been through.

That girl's my whole damn life, man. Ain't nobody in this world gonna

love her like I do. You might get a couple nights, boy.