Text: Emerson Drive. Countrified. Painted Too Much of This Town.

This town has only seven roads
And only three stoplights
I'm finding out that's not much room
For a memory to hide

Can't seem to find a single place
That you and me ain't been
It's like pieces of our love
Have covered every inch

I used to love this little town so much
But it'll never be the way that it was

'Cause we painted too much of this town
If I was gonna stay here, I'd have to burn it down
Not a sidewalk or a street sign, a building I could pass by
Or a corner that I can go around
'Cause we painted too much of this town

There's a soccer field behind the school
Where we shared our first kiss
That little shop on College Street
Where you bought that red dress

That rooftop is where we watched
That summer sun come up
That window in that jewelry store
We saw we were in love

Yeah, everything around here stays the same
And I wish to God it never would have changed

'Cause we painted too much of this town
If I was gonna stay here, I'd have to burn it down
Not a sidewalk or a street sign, a building I could pass by
Or a corner that I can go around
'Cause we painted too much of this town

I gotta leave it all behind me
(This town)
There's just too much to remind me

'Cause we painted too much of this town
If I was gonna stay here, I'd have to burn it down
Not a sidewalk or a street sign, a building I could pass by
Or a corner that I can go around
'Cause we painted, yeah, we painted too much of this town
Yeah, too much of this town

Too much of this town
Too much of this town
This town has only seven roads
Too much of this town