Remind Me (duet with Brad Paisley) - Carrie Underwood

If I could write a letter to me And send it back in time to myself at 17 First I'd prove it's me by saying "Look under your bed There's a Skoal can and a Playboy No one else would know you hid" And then I'd say I know it's tough When you break up after seven months And, yeah, I know you really liked her And it just don't seem fair But all I can say is pain like that is fast and it's rare And, oh, you got so much going for you, going right But I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night She wasn't right for you and still you feel like there's a knife Sticking out of your back and you're wondering if you'll survive it You'll make it through this and you'll see You're still around to write this letter to me At the stop sign at Tomlinson and 8th I always stop completely, don't just tap your brakes And when you get a date with Bridget Make sure the tank is full On second thought, forget it That one turns out kinda cool Each and every time you have a fight Just assume you're wrong and dad is right And you should really thank Ms. Brinkman She spends so much extra time It's like she sees a diamond underneath And she's polishing you 'til you shine Oh, you got so much going for ya, going right But I know, at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night Tonight's the bonfire rally but you're staying home instead Because if you fail algebra, mom and dad'll kill you dead But trust me, you'll squeak by and get a C And you're still around to write this letter to me You've got so much up ahead You'll make new friends You should see your kids and wife And I'll end by saying have no fear These are nowhere near the best years of your life I guess I'll see you in the mirror when you're a grown man P.S. go hug Aunt Rita every chance you can And oh, you got so much going for you going right But I know, at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night I wish you'd study Spanish, I wish you'd take a typing class I wish you wouldn't worry and let it be Hey, I'd say have a little faith and you'll see If I could write a letter to me To me

You really left your mark On this ol' house and this ol' heart I see you everywhere And when I close my eyes, you're still there And I know You want me to move on Start living a new life Start writing a new song And don't worry I ain't gonna ask you To come back and love me Baby, you don't have to 'Cause I can be in love with you Without you It's not that hard at all It's like you're out of town And just forgot to call Well, just because you walked away Doesn't mean my feelings have to change Now and I know You want me to move on Stop living an old life Stop singing an old song But don't worry I ain't gonna ask you To come back and love me Baby, you don't have to 'Cause I can be in love with you Without you Oh, and if you're gone for good I hope that you go far 'Cause how I feel about you It don't matter where you are Yeah, and I know You want me to move on Start living a new life Stop singing an old song But I can be in love with you No matter where you go No matter what you do I can be in love with you Without you

Sittin' there wrapped up tight in your flannel button-up With your arms around me Watchin' those flames dance high where nobody could find us Oh, but you sure found me Yeah, we were lightin' that fire Heatin' up the sky like a July rocket No, we never got tired We'd stay up all night and watch it Burn Like whiskey in my glass Even though it's sittin' on ice It's always gonna burn Little too hot real fast Like when you were mine, yeah That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Every time I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn Riding 'round rag top down Little beach town Weekend on the water Under that gold moonshine Your lips on mine Couldn't get no hotter Yeah, we were soakin' it up Buzzin' on love and margaritas When I see the sand and the sun The salt in the air, I swear, I feel the Burn Like whiskey in my glass Even though it's sittin' on ice It's always gonna burn Little too hot real fast Like when you were mine, yeah That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Every time I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn, yeah Hmm, it's always gonna burn just like this whiskey It's always gonna burn and make me wonder if you miss me That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Baby, when I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn It's always gonna burn, burn, burn

I'm not supposed to be thinking 'bout you, lying here in this bed Too much has gone wrong and we should move on That's what we both said There's a million reasons why we said goodbye Why we couldn't try, couldn't fight for it anymore Put your ring in the back of the dresser drawer And we closed that door So why am I 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, But then we do the same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding Well, I heard that you've been hangin' around with someone new Yeah, word gets around in such a small town Bet you heard I'm seein' someone too There's a million reasons why we should be happy Not lookin' back, livin' in the past anymore But they ain't addin' up, I guess they ain't enough 'Cause here I am At 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, but then We do the same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding And we keep pushing, pulling back, sliding Pushing, pulling, slipping back, sliding I keep asking myself, keep asking myself Why do I need you and nobody else? If we're not meant to be then why do we keep backsliding? And why am I 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, oh but then we do, yeah The same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Yeah, yeah I'm backsliding, yeah Backsliding Why do we keep backsliding? I can't help it, I'm backsliding I need you, I'm back sliding Why do we keep backsliding? Backsliding Backsliding Backsliding Backsliding