I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of

You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it

And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it

Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we damn sure different

It's been a week since you went and hit the highway

And made it clear that I oughta have it my way

But my way looks a whole lot better

With just my truck in the driveway

And I hope you find you a high rollin'

High rise view that you don't get in the country

And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes

And a pocket full of money

And it ain't that I want you to think

that I hate every single little thing you do

But when you say

that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you

I hope that's true

You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash

I was high but I guess I wasn't high class

Enough to show up with you on your arm

We were never gonna be two kids on a farm

And I hope you find you a high rollin'

High rise view that you don't get in the country

And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes

And a pocket full of money

And it ain't that I want you to think

that I hate every single little thing you do

But when you say

that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you

I hope that's true

I could sit here bitter and bitchin'

And wishin' things woulda gone different

But that don't sound nothin' like me at all

Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'?

And I hope you find you a high rollin'

High rise view that you don't get in the country

And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes

And a pocket full of money

And it ain't that I want you to think

that I hate every single little thing you do

But when you say

that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you

I hope that's true

Yeah, I hope that's true

Oh, I hope that's true

I hope that's true