Lyrics
I could run from the truth on the loose like a wanted man
It'd be like going all in with a can't win losing hand
Well, I could cross every last state line
And you'd be the first thing to cross my mind
The bottom line
Is I love you like a church pew loves a Sunday morning
The bottom line
Is I need you like thunder needs lightning when it's storming
You're the X on the map
When I lose a why, it's a cold hard fact
Baby, you're my bottom line
I'd be firing like a damn loose cannon with no aim
I'd be bucking like a bull 'bout to go off the rails insane
If your lips didn't call me yours
I'd go crazy out there
Still fightin' for
The bottom line
Is I love you like a church pew loves a Sunday morning
The bottom line
Is I need you like thunder needs lightning when it's storming
You're the X on the map
When I lose a why, it's a cold hard fact
Baby, you're my bottom line
The bottom line
Is I love you so hard this heart can't stand it
The bottom line
Is I need you 'til they're carving my name in the granite
You're the X on the map when I lose a why, it's a cold hard fact
Baby, you're my bottom line
My bottom line
My bottom line
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