High Road - Young Bombs, Robinson

Sorry I ruined our weekend in Tahoe

I made a scene, took the car and I drove home

So you caught a flight and you showed up the next day

You walked through the door and I knew it was OK

And it’s not what I’m used to, baby

Forgiving me before I even ask

I can be so damn crazy

But I know you like it like that

You take the high road

I roll with the low blows

And you keep me grounded

When I am unstable

I got a bad reputation

But you don’t care what they say 'cause

You take the high road

And baby I’m grateful for you

Baby, I’m grateful for you

You take the high road and

Baby, I’m grateful for you

You’re careful with me 'cause you know that I’m fragile

All of my baggage ain’t too much to handle

I keep on letting you down and I hate it

I thought by now you’d have ran out of patience

And it’s not what I’m used to, baby

Forgiving me before I even ask

I can be so damn crazy

But I know you like it like that

You take the high road

I roll with the low blows

And you keep me grounded

When I am unstable

I got a bad reputation

But you don’t care what they say 'cause

You take the high road

And baby I’m grateful for you

Baby, I’m grateful for you

You take the high road and

Baby, I’m grateful for you