Plead The Fifth - Kip Moore

Written by：Luke Dick/Josh Kear

Go ahead ask anything you want

Do I miss you I can't say I don't

Put me on trial but I won't tell

If I want you and I always will

Right hand on the bible

The other on a bottle

Have I ever mixed your memory with Tennessee

Have I ever dialed you up but never let it ring

Do I wonder where you are with every sip

Getting onto who you might be with

Drown myself in 90 proof what else

I plead the fifth

Well if you showed up at my door tonight

Would I let you in without a fight

And if a little kiss led to the bed

Would we wake up with no regrets

Any minute but I won't lie

Proudly love you till the day I die

Have I ever mixed your memory with Tennessee

Have I ever dialed you up but never let it ring

Do I wonder where you are with every sip

Getting onto who you might be with

Drown myself in 90 proof what else

I plead the fifth

I plead the fifth

Just one more shot

I guess the heart wants what it wants

I plead the fifth

Won't say a word

Won't tell you just how much it hurts

I plead the fifth

Just one more shot

I guess the heart wants what it wants

Have I ever mixed your memory with Tennessee

Have I ever dialed you up but never let it ring

Do I wonder where you are with every sip

Getting onto who you might be with

Drown myself in 90 proof what else

I plead the fifth

I plead the fifth

I plead the fifth