[Lyric] Find Me Here Built Up (Tucker Beathard)

Tangled up in hotel sheets, three sheets to the wind
Kickin' myself starin' at this cross on my skin
Too jacked up to just blackout in this mess of a bed I made
With some girl I'll just call "Omaha" 'cause I'll forget her name
And there's a preacher on TV
Sayin' somethin' about you comin' back soon
Got me thinkin' about how if you walked in now what the hell I'd do

I wish I was on a plane
Or hoppin' trains
Or standin' with my thumb in the air or wavin' down a cab somewhere
Right where I don't wanna be caught in room 316
With a hotel bible as a coaster underneath my beer
Lord, if you decide tonight's the night you're comin' back
I hope you don't find me here

If I get down on my knees and it ain't too much to ask
Could you break the chains that hold me down
And get the devil off my back?
And if you're gonna split that eastern sky I pray you take your time
Yeah I promise you I'll make these old boots walk a straight line
I wish I was on a plane
Or hoppin' trains, or standin' with my thumb in the air
Or wavin' down a cab somewhere
Right where I don't wanna be caught in room 316
With a hotel bible as a coaster underneath my beer
Lord, if you decide tonight's the night you're comin' back
I hope you don't find me here

There's a preacher on a TV
Sayin' somethin' about you comin' back soon
I ain't got a doubt if you walked in now, man I'd be screwed

I wish I was on a plane
Or hoppin' trains or standin' with my thumb in the air
Or wavin' down a cab somewhere
Right where I don't wanna be caught in room 316
With a hotel bible as a coaster underneath my beer
Lord, if you decide tonight's the night you're comin' back
I hope you don't find me here

I hope you don't find me here

Tangled up in hotel sheets, three sheets to the wind
Kickin' myself, starin' at this cross on my skin...