White, blue, tan and green
Never says anything he don't mean.
Pale, red, camo, black
Has no regrets; nothing he'd take back.
Smiles and notes in a pinch
Give him a mile, he'll take an inch.
Can't see what's infront of his face
Still makes my heart race.
Jeans and boots
Chasin' him is moot.
Empty stare and crooked grin
He just broke my heart again.