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Morgan Cornwell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan Cornwell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Forest Christenson
Mixing Engineer
Michael Smidi Smith
Producer
Tony Lee Stafford Jr
Producer
Letras
In the morning you're kissing her nape and her face
And she put you firmly there in your place
Once the wary has gone on his way
And you've run out of reasons to stay
Pass the fashion store and the barber and the cops
Idling idly the bus never came
Crowd all your sins on a long lonely train
Watched with all subtle disdain
She looked beyond you
Words to one side
She probably forgot you
Oh but anyway
Jacket, pocket square, and a tie
As though such things would make anyone try
Try and love you. You just spent eight hours in her arms
Skin like satin pearl but something within you is saying
Ohh she probably doesn't this could be love though yea, you know
That's how it plays
Oh that's how it plays
She looked beyond you
Words to one side
She probably forgot you
Oh but anyway
In the office, with stains on your shirt
Red, like blood and something like dirt
You're a monster and every kiss you stole felt like stealing
I'm not saying it's a terrible feeling, no no
You're no singer
Ohh ahhh haaaa
Your voice filled with the light in the room
Spreads its way to the ceiling
She looked beyond you
Words to one side
She probably forgot you
Oh but anyway
Writer(s): Morgan Cornwell
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