Ben Nichols - They Called Her k**er lyrics

They called her k**er, boy and now I know why She looked straight through me with those baby blue eyes Long dark hair and one foot out the door Stole my heart and I'm a goner for sure It's the kind of love that k**s a man She's never felt such a thing at all But we gladly hold the knife for her It almost makes it not her fault I don't want to smoke I don't want to drink Can't go to work I can barely eat Come on now k**er, have mercy on me Lord I'm in trouble alright Lord I'm in trouble alright, alright You wouldn't think a girl with freckles like that Could take a grown man's heart and just cut it right out Throw it in the backyard, forget that it's there 'til the dogs rip it open and get blood everywhere It's the kind of love that k**s a man She's never felt such a thing at all But we gladly hold the knife for her It almost makes it not her fault I don't want to smoke I don't want to drink Can't go to work I can barely eat Come on now k**er have mercy on me Lord I'm in trouble alright Lord I'm in trouble alright, oh They called her k**er, boy and now I know why 'Cause you can't stay with her if you're gonna stay alive Get out of California back to Tennessee And stay away from Texas long as k**er's running free It's the kind of love that k**s a man She's never felt such a thing at all But we gladly hold the knife for her It almost makes it not her fault I don't want to smoke I don't want to drink Can't go to work I can barely eat Come on now k**er have mercy on me Lord I'm in trouble alright I don't want to smoke I don't want to drink Can't go to work I can barely eat Come on now k**er have mercy on me Lord I'm in trouble alright Lord I'm in trouble alright