Torn

She's got me, wound tighter than barbed wire fence line
Strung out, stayin' up till the sunrise
Flyin' higher than a seven forty-seven in the jet stream
Heart wrecked like a Daytona backstretch
Strung up like a shirt in a briar patch
Twisted, ripped like I can't believe

That girl's got me
Torn like her favorite pair of blue jeans
Torn up, six ways to Sunday
Lord help me, she's got me
Torn, 'tween livin' young and paintin' the town
White picket fence post settlin' down
Stuck between wild and free, and a rock on a ring
She's got me, torn

It all started, two steppin' at the blue light
Red lips and a flame there in her eyes
Cut through me like a thousand acre wildfire
And ever since that night I've been

Torn like her favorite pair of blue jeans
Torn up, six ways to Sunday
Lord help me, she's got me
Torn, 'tween livin' young and paintin' the town
White picket fence post settlin' down
Stuck between wild and free, and a rock on a ring
She's got me, torn

Torn like her favorite pair of blue jeans
Torn up, six ways to Sunday
Lord help me, she's got me
Torn, 'tween livin' young and paintin' the town
White picket fence post settlin' down
Stuck between wild and free, and a rock on a ring
She's got me, torn

Yeah, she's got me
Torn 'tween livin' young and paintin' the town
White picket fence post settlin' down
Stuck between wild and free, and a rock on a ring
She's got me, torn
Yeah, she's got me