Текст песни Torn

She's got me, wound tighter than barbed wire fence line Strung out, stayin' up till the sunrise Flyin' higher than a seven forty-seven in the jet stream Heart wrecked like a Daytona backstretch Strung up like a shirt in a briar patch Twisted, ripped like I can't believe That girl's got me Torn like her favorite pair of blue jeans Torn up, six ways to Sunday Lord help me, she's got me Torn, 'tween livin' young and paintin' the town White picket fence post settlin' down Stuck between wild and free, and a rock on a ring She's got me, torn It all started, two steppin' at the blue light Red lips and a flame there in her eyes Cut through me like a thousand acre wildfire And ever since that night I've been Torn like her favorite pair of blue jeans Torn up, six ways to Sunday Lord help me, she's got me Torn, 'tween livin' young and paintin' the town White picket fence post settlin' down Stuck between wild and free, and a rock on a ring She's got me, torn Torn like her favorite pair of blue jeans Torn up, six ways to Sunday Lord help me, she's got me Torn, 'tween livin' young and paintin' the town White picket fence post settlin' down Stuck between wild and free, and a rock on a ring She's got me, torn Yeah, she's got me Torn 'tween livin' young and paintin' the town White picket fence post settlin' down Stuck between wild and free, and a rock on a ring She's got me, torn Yeah, she's got me