Tired of You (Acoustic)

I'm tired of Monday morning traffic and this broken radio This long drive, the rain outside, I'm tired of this damn road I'm tired of these old, old in the soul worn out boots But I'll never get tired of you Every time I walk back through that front door It feels like the first time And I don't feel that heavy on me no more And seeing you, I'm like new And I'm tired of everybody always blowing up my phone Hell, I'd blow it up myself if they don't leave me alone I'm tired of the same, the old same old things I gotta do But I'll never get tired of you Your smile, your hand of perfume on my t-shirt Those eyes always bring me back to life Yeah, every time I walk back through that front door It feels like the first time And I don't feel that heavy on me no more When I see you, I'm like new And I'm tired of talking about everything that I'm tired of All I need right now is a kiss to shut me up But I'll never get tired Lord, I'll never get tired of you