Lyrics 3 Feet Tall - Cole Swindell

We took a ride up a golden elevator
They both cried as they signed a stack of papers
Mom got the car, Dad got the truck
I got a Happy Meal and a baseball
I didn't get it 'til we got home and all his stuff was in a U-Haul

He pushed me for a while in the swing
Kissed my head and said, "See you next week"

There's a lot I don't remember, but that cryin' down the hall
Had a way of makin' me wonder maybe it was all my fault
I got stuck in the middle of weekends and holidays
And my suitcase was too little to carry all that weight
I might not have understood it all
But not everythin' goes over your head even when you're three feet tall

And she kept the house, he found a two-bedroom apartment
I found out, you can't roll hard-wheels 'cross the carpet
They were sad, but, we got through
Dropped me off with "I love you's"
It was, "Ask your dad" and "Mind your mother"
I just wish that they could have loved each other

There's a lot I don't remember, but that cryin' down the hall
Had a way of makin' me wonder maybe it was all my fault
I got stuck in the middle of weekends and holidays
And my suitcase was too little to carry all that weight
I might not have understood it all
But not everythin' goes over your head even when you're three feet tall
Even when you're three feet tall
Mm

I was too young to get what they meant when they said, "Fine"
But now I'm old enough to know how hard it is to fake a smile

There's a lot I don't remember, but that cryin' down the hall
Had a way of makin' me wonder maybe it was all my fault
And I got stuck in the middle of weekends and holidays
And my suitcase was too little to carry all that weight
I might not have understood it all
I might not have understood it all
But not everythin' goes over your head even when you're three feet tall
Yeah, even when you're three feet tall