tell me something bad about tulsa

love is so beautiful, when everything is fine, but when it is like hers and mine, it lives and dies at least, ten thousand, times, tell me something bad about tulsa, how those old oil wells, smell in the wind, tell me something bad about tulsa, so i won't have to go back, believing i belong there, again, eyes as blue as tulsa skis, i kept getting lost in when i met her, hair like oklahoma sand, i could run my hands through forever, but all good things must end, all rivers have to bend, i keep runnin' out, but she keeps pullin' me back in, tell me something bad about tulsa, so i won't have to go back, believing i belong there, again