Texty

I confess, I'm heartless Live to guess So I don't mind your lips Oh, you wear that dress And I become an easy target Shoot to kill, I guess The only chance you've got No one ever told you might turn Might turn to fire I could never hold you might turn Migth turn to fire The the the devil's gonna let on That you're in the details Ivory black in my head Break your back But I won't hound you to death Fine I'll hold my breath Til I forget, it's complicated Time is all the steps you either made here Or you didn't No one ever told you might turn Might turn to fire I could never hold you might turn Might turn to fire The the the devil's gonna let on That you're in the details The the the devil's gonna let on That you're in the details Oh, you might turn You might turn, might turn Oh, you might turn You might turn yet Oh, you might turn You might turn, might turn Oh, you might turn You might turn yet Oh, you might turn You might turn, might turn Oh, you might turn You might turn yet Oh, you might turn You might turn, might turn Oh, you might turn You might turn yet Oh, you might turn You might turn, might turn Oh, you might turn You might turn yet Oh, you might turn You might turn, might turn Oh, you might turn You might turn yet Oh, you might turn You might turn, might turn Oh, you might turn You might turn yet Oh, you might turn You might turn, might turn Oh, you might turn You might turn yet No one ever told you might turn Might turn to fire I could never hold you might turn Might turn to fire The the the devil's gonna let on That you're in the details The the the devil's gonna let on That you're in the details
Writer(s): Trent Dabbs, Drew R Fortson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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