Lyrics

Shadow boxer found the options in the grocery store, now It's making money, lacy undies stain the kitchen wall You mean to tell me that I'm singing just the big notes? I tried to pin it, but I could not get it I told the paperboy, "I like to live outside the lines" It takes the medicine to make me feel myself sometimes She's got a belt around my neck, no time to feel alive I know she's right, she's got a job, she, she owns your own supplies Now, I hate to shove this tool in the shed She says, "That ain't the hardest thing in the bed" And now we all say things that circulate in our heads But don't mind the bitter, the roses stay red I ride the daily, keep 'em safe, be with those evening glares I'm feeling anxious, full of spacious little box we share I can't imagine what the talk would be to have you here But if you were the lady next to me, she'd be a millionaire Oh, how divine, that's now a crime, must be your campus trip Not since the one who's running from a lack of empathy It doesn't matter where you're standing, you stand next to me I cut my hair, my skin, my teeth because to have you on your knees I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed She says, "That ain't the hardest thing in the bed" And now we all say shit that circulate in our heads But don't mind the bitter, the roses stay red I guess that now we just suppose You keep the feeling, let it go 'Cause, for now, nobody knows It's not just anybody Just an up and Adam close You hit the lights and take it slow Make it up all on the road It's not just anybody
Writer(s): Jessica Sharman, Jan Buckingham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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