Preciatcha - Caylee Hammack

I know I’d run into you

It was bound to happen

Been limping since you left

But hey, I managed

Same smile, same dream

Just a different jacket

Marlon Brando pretty

Still kinda gets me

Mama always said

Broken hearts are a blessing

And every hand that you hold

Holds one hell of a lesson

Guess I’m ramblin' a little

But there’s something I just gotta say

Preciatcha, every time you made me cry-y

I appreciate ya, even how you said goodbye

Cut me deep, cut me loose

Cut me out like a piece of paper

But it taught me that isn’t love

So how can I hate ya?

I appreciate ya (Oh, oh, oh)

I, I appreciate ya (Oh-h-h-h-h-h)

You know me I tell the truth

When I drink tequila

You think it’s hard to say to you?

Well, try the mirror

Same girl, same heart, different attitude

Can’t play the victim and learn anything new

So I appreciate ya, every time you made me cry-y

I appreciate ya, even how you said goodbye

Cut me deep, cut me loose

Cut me out like a piece of paper

But it taught me that isn’t love

So how can I hate ya?

I appreciate ya

I, I appreciate ya (I appreciate you)

Oh woah

Oh, I, ay, yeah

Oh, oh, oh

I wish the best for you, I really do

I hope you’re happy

If you got well wishes of your own

Then aim 'em at me

But if you don’t, baby, that’s okay

I appreciate you anyway

Preciatcha, every time you made me cry-y

I appreciate ya, even how you said goodbye

Cut me deep, cut me loose

Cut me out like a piece of paper

But it taught me that isn’t love

So how can I hate ya?

I appreciate ya (I appreciate ya, I, I)

I, I appreciate ya (I appreciate ya, I, I)

(I appreciate ya, ah ah ah ah)

I appreciate ya (Woah, oh)