Letra Most wanted man Lucy Dacus

Most wanted man

I never thought I'd see you looking at me this way
Almost vulgar and out of place
Like seeing the moon in the day
I find it hard not to look away
Hard to believe it's the same face
I saw twisted in anger
I thought you’d hate me forever

Now I feel your hand under the table, a
At the fancy restaurant
Gripping on my inner thigh
Like if you don’t I’m gonna run
But I’m not going anywhere
Least not anywhere you’re not
Got me wrapped around your finger
Tied in a double knot

Just like our legs all double knotted
In the morning at the Ritz
$700 dollar room still drinking coffee from the Keurig
We're soaking up the luxuries on someone else's dime
Living the dream before we fully pass our prime
And when we do
I'll have time to write the book on you
Time to write the book on you
Time to write the book on you
Time to write the book on you

Sitting on the kitchen counter
Counting bug bites on your thighs
Just another southern summer
Sweating bullets in the highs
Watermelon dripping down your chin
Laughing 'til you cry
Sweetest tears I ever tasted
Kissing salt out of your eyes

I've been circumventing your pet peeves
Bending over backwards every time that you say please
I just wanna make you happy
Will you let me spend a lifetime trying?

And if you do
I'll have time to write the book on you
Time to write the book on you
Time to write the book on you
Time to write the book on you
Finally time to write the book on you

I still believe in God sometimes
It always takes me by surprise
To catch myself in the middle of praying
But I thank God for you
When I don't know what else to do
Don't know where the words go but I still say ‘em

If it's not God, it's Fate
If it's not Fate, it’s Chance
If it's my chance I'm gonna take it
Cause who gets the chance
Like the one that I have?
To catch the most wanted man in West Tennessee

If you let me write the book
Open the heart and take a look
I promise anything you give me
Is something I will keep
We can burn it when it’s done
Soot and cinder in the sun
Nothing left for anyone to read and weep