

Two in the morning...
Bottle half gone.
Phone still lit.
And I'm sitting here wondering...
When shit gets real—
who the fuck you standing with?
Two A.M., sitting on the porch,
Blacktop shining from a midnight storm.
Whiskey burning like a match in my chest,
Got your name on my screen,
can't get no rest.
You said, “Baby, you're the only one.”
Then why's his number lighting up at one?
Don't feed me bullshit,
don't feed me lies,
I can hear the hesitation every time you reply.
Your friend's running his mouth,
talking cops, talking threats,
Like he don't know the kind of line he's stepping across yet.
I ain't looking for a fight,
ain't trying to catch a case,
But I damn sure won't let another man take my place.
See, I ain't scared of him—
I'm scared of what you won't say.
'Cause every time I ask the question you keep looking away.
You say you love me...
Then prove it when it gets hard.
'Cause anybody can say forever when they're sitting in the dark.
Who you standing with?
When the whole damn world turns cold,
When the one you say you love
Is the one you're supposed to hold.
Who you standing with?
Girl, don't tell me — let me see.
If your heart belongs to me,
Don't keep him standing between you and me.
I ain't asking you to choose
Between your heart and your pride.
I'm asking if you mean those words When you say I'm by
your side. Who you standing with?
'Cause I love you — that's the truth.
But loyalty ain't what you say...
It's what the hell you do.
Now the moon's getting low and the bottle's damn near dry,
Got a thousand fucking questions and you're feeding me replies.
“He's just a friend,” but friends don't move like that,
Don't call me paranoid when the evidence is stacked.
You tell him that you love me,
Then tell me that I'm wrong.
You can't keep two damn doors open and expect me to stay
gone.
I'm a country boy,
baby, I don't play them city games.
If I give you my word,
you can put my name on that shit.
I'll ride through the rain,
I'll bleed before I fold,
I'll stand beside you when the whole damn world turns cold.
But loyalty's a two-way road,
and I'm done driving it alone.
You want me?
Then fucking choose. Don't call me when he's gone.
Don't kiss me when you're lonely.
Don't tell me I'm your man while you're giving somebody else pieces
of me. You want my heart?
Then guard that shit like gold.
'Cause once I walk away...
I don't come back.
Put the bottle down.
Look me in the eyes.
Tell me right now
without another fucking lie.
Is it me?
Is it him?
Is this where our story ends?
'Cause I can forgive a mistake...
But I can't build a life
with somebody who's afraid
to fucking pick a side.