[00:00.00] 作曲 : Kelsea Ballerini/Julian Bunetta/Shane McAnally
[00:15.17]I've known you since Brad and Angelina
[00:18.67]We go back like Pontiac seats
[00:21.82]If I got an aisle with a mess I gotta clean up
[00:25.24]I know you'll be showin' up with bleach
[00:28.11]
[00:30.96]All those names that we don't ever speak of
[00:34.31]Got a couple nights that have slipped my mind
[00:37.66]Proof and photographs have been deleted
[00:40.96]If you ever needed an alibi
[00:44.13]'Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
[00:47.49]And we both know our hands ain't clean
[00:50.70]If it all blows up and we end up on the news
[00:55.00]If you go down I'm goin' down too
[00:58.33]
[01:03.81]It's a good thing we're each other's kinda crazy
[01:07.57]Ain't no judgment or keepin' score
[01:10.91]If you rob a bank I'm your getaway Mercedes
[01:14.27]God knows that's what friends are for
[01:17.41]'Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
[01:20.84]And we both know our hands ain't clean
[01:23.95]If it all blows up and we end up on the news
[01:28.34]If you go down I'm goin' down too
[01:31.65]If you do down I'm goin' down too yeah
[01:35.00]
[01:48.77]I keep all your secrets by the dozen
[01:51.76]You know where my skeletons sleep
[01:55.02]Hypothetically if you ever kill your husband
[01:58.51]Hand on the Bible I'd be lyin' through my teeth
[02:01.71]'Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
[02:05.01]And we both know our hands ain't clean
[02:08.24]If it all blows up and we end up on the news
[02:12.46]If you go down I'm goin' down too
[02:15.83]Our bodies are buried and they're in the same ditch
[02:19.09]So even if I wanted to I can't snitch
[02:22.58]Thirty to life would go quicker with you yeah
[02:27.76]So if you go down I'm goin' down too
[02:31.65]If you go down I'm goin' down too
[02:34.90]If you go down I'm goin' down too

作曲 : Kelsea Ballerini/Julian Bunetta/Shane McAnally
I've known you since Brad and Angelina
We go back like Pontiac seats
If I got an aisle with a mess I gotta clean up
I know you'll be showin' up with bleach
All those names that we don't ever speak of
Got a couple nights that have slipped my mind
Proof and photographs have been deleted
If you ever needed an alibi
'Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
And we both know our hands ain't clean
If it all blows up and we end up on the news
If you go down I'm goin' down too
It's a good thing we're each other's kinda crazy
Ain't no judgment or keepin' score
If you rob a bank I'm your getaway Mercedes
God knows that's what friends are for
'Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
And we both know our hands ain't clean
If it all blows up and we end up on the news
If you go down I'm goin' down too
If you do down I'm goin' down too yeah
I keep all your secrets by the dozen
You know where my skeletons sleep
Hypothetically if you ever kill your husband
Hand on the Bible I'd be lyin' through my teeth
'Cause dirt on you is dirt on me
And we both know our hands ain't clean
If it all blows up and we end up on the news
If you go down I'm goin' down too
Our bodies are buried and they're in the same ditch
So even if I wanted to I can't snitch
Thirty to life would go quicker with you yeah
So if you go down I'm goin' down too
If you go down I'm goin' down too
If you go down I'm goin' down too