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Heath Garrett Church
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Heath Garrett Church
Songwriter
Texty
I'd rather fall asleep
I'd rather go to bed
Without your voice
Stuck in my head
Cause I don't wanna fall in love
I'd rather trip
And fall down
Into a sinkhole
In the ground
But I don't wanna fall in love
Somehow I always lose myself
When I'm loving someone else
And then there's no love left for me
I'd rather get sick
I'd rather fall ill
Spend the rest of my life on pills
But I don't wanna fall in love
I'd rather go broke
Fall into debt
Burn my money like a cigarette
But I don't wanna fall in love
I'd rather fall down
Twenty flights of stairs
As long as I know that she's not there
At the bottom waiting up for me
Somehow I always lose myself
When I'm loving someone else
Then there's no love left for me
So keep the pretty ones away
I learned my lesson the hard way
It always ends the same
Somehow I always lose myself
When I'm loving someone else
Then there's no love left for me
So keep the pretty ones away
I learned my lesson the hard way
It always ends, it always ends the same
The situation's so played out
I fuck around and I find out
I lick my wounds and start again
I don't wanna fall
I don't wanna fall
I don't wanna fall in love
I don't wanna fall
I don't wanna fall
I don't wanna fall in love
I don't wanna fall in love
So keep the pretty ones away
I learned my lesson the hard way
Maybe I'll try to love again one day
Written by: Heath Garrett Church
