Sorry, Mom, I smelled like cigarettes
And my eyes were Casa red
With a pounding in my head
Showing up again on Sunday morning
You just made the eggs and turned your head
Sorry, Mom, you know that I had sex
'Fore I bought the white dress
I know you're not impressed
With my lack of sticking to the Bible
Yeah, I got regrets, but you did your best
I turned out alright
So you can sleep good at night
Maybe I ran all the red lights
Maybe we got into a few fights
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath, we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
Sorry, Mom, I didn't graduate
After two years and some change
And that money went to waste
I know it wasn't cheap tuition
There were dreams to chase
And songs to play
Sorry, Mom, I missed your 58th
I was on another plane
Going to another stage
My priorities were out of balance
You told me to go
But wished I was home
Now I turned out alright (Oh, alright)
So you can sleep good at night (Sleep good at night)
Maybe I ran all the red lights
Maybe we got into a few fights
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath, we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
Sorry, Mom
Now I turned out alright
And we both sleep good at night
I met a guy that we both like
And I got a house with a porch light
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath, we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
Sorry, Mom
compositores: Kelsea Ballerini - Jessie Jo Dillon - Karen Fairchild - Hillary Lindsey - Alysa Vanderheym
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