Texty: Josh Turner. Long Black Train. What It Ain't.

I have been around this old block before
I've walked into abruptly closing doors
Schooled in hard knocks, I've learned a lot
'Bout how a heart can break
I might not know what love is
But I know what it ain't

It ain't layin' in the dark and wonderin'
Why she hasn't called and now it's 2 a.m.
It ain't drivin' by her house to find her wrapped up
In the arms of your ex-best friend

It ain't bold faced lies or alibis
That cannot be explained
I might not know what love is
But I know what it ain't

You say you could show me how to love
Baby, there's one thing you can be sure of
I wouldn't treat you wrong
'Cause I've been on the hurtin' side of pain
I might not know what love is
But I know what it ain't

It ain't showin' up for dinner
With a rose and chardonnay, then drinkin' by yourself
It ain't a postcard from Hawaii sayin'
"We can still be friends, but I met someone else"

It ain't bold faced lies or alibis
That cannot be explained
I might not know what love is
But I know what it ain't

It ain't a mink coat, forty pairs of shoes
Two 14 carat anklets, on my Mastercard
It ain't walkin' in a pawn shop
Recognizing her engagement ring, she swore she lost

It ain't bold faced lies or alibis
That cannot be explained
I might not know what love is
But I know what it ain't

If you had all day, I could tell you things
That would make a grown man faint
I might not know what love is
But I know what it ain't

Yeah, I know what it ain't