Once The Last Drop Of Rain..Has Dried Off The PavementShouldn't I Find A StainBut I Never Do..The Way The Tires Turn StonesOn Old County Roads..They Leave It Muddy UnderneathReminds Me Of You..You Find Graffiti On The Walls..Of Old Bathroom Stalls, You Know,You Can Scratch It Right OffIt's How We Used To Be..But Like The Dollar In Your PocketThat's Been Spent And Traded In..You Can't Change Where It's BeenReminds Me Of Me..(Chorus)And I Lived.. And I Learned..Had You.. Got Burned..Held Out.. And Held On..God Knows.. Too Long.. And Wasted Time..Lost Tears..Swore That I'd Get Out Of HereBut No Amount Of Freedom Gets You CleanI Still Got You All Over Me..Guess The Worst Day Of JuneWas The One That I Met You..With Your Hands In Your PocketsAnd Your "Don't You Wish You Had Me" Grin..But I Did.. So I Smile..And I Melted Like A Child..Now Every Breath Of Air I BreatheReminds Me Of Back Then..(Chorus)And I Lived.. And I Learned..Had You.. Got Burned..Held Out.. And Held On..God Knows.. Too Long.. And Wasted Time..Lost Tears..Swore That I'd Get Out Of HereBut No Amount Of Freedom Gets You CleanI Still Got You All Over Me..And I Lived.. And I Learned..And Found Out What It Was To Turn AroundAnd See.. That We..Were Never Really Meant To BeSo I Lied.. And I Cry..And I Watched A Part Of Myself DieCause No Amount Of Freedom Gets You CleanI Still Got You All Over Me..I Still Got You All Over Me..Still Got You All Over Me..Once The Last Drop Of Rain..Has Dried Off The PavementShouldn't I Find A StainBut I Never Do..The Way The Tires Turn StonesOn Old County Roads..They Leave It Muddy UnderneathReminds Me Of You..You Find Graffiti On The Walls..Of Old Bathroom Stalls, You Know,You Can Scratch It Right OffIt's How We Used To Be..But Like The Dollar In Your PocketThat's Been Spent And Traded In..You Can't Change Where It's BeenReminds Me Of Me..(Chorus)And I Lived.. And I Learned..Had You.. Got Burned..Held Out.. And Held On..God Knows.. Too Long.. And Wasted Time..Lost Tears..Swore That I'd Get Out Of HereBut No Amount Of Freedom Gets You CleanI Still Got You All Over Me..Guess The Worst Day Of JuneWas The One That I Met You..With Your Hands In Your PocketsAnd Your "Don't You Wish You Had Me" Grin..But I Did.. So I Smile..And I Melted Like A Child..Now Every Breath Of Air I BreatheReminds Me Of Back Then..(Chorus)And I Lived.. And I Learned..Had You.. Got Burned..Held Out.. And Held On..God Knows.. Too Long.. And Wasted Time..Lost Tears..Swore That I'd Get Out Of HereBut No Amount Of Freedom Gets You CleanI Still Got You All Over Me..And I Lived.. And I Learned..And Found Out What It Was To Turn AroundAnd See.. That We..Were Never Really Meant To BeSo I Lied.. And I Cry..And I Watched A Part Of Myself DieCause No Amount Of Freedom Gets You CleanI Still Got You All Over Me..I Still Got You All Over Me..Still Got You All Over Me..