Letra

Your Time Is Gonna Come (Tom Hambridge-Christone Ingram) You got a cold heart, baby Out running round with everyone You got a cold heart, baby Out running round with everyone Don't laugh at me, baby 'Cause your time is gonna come All the trouble that you caused me All the lying that you done All the trouble that you caused me All the lying that you done I was such a foolish child To ever think you were the one Solo I'm telling you it's over No more messing with my head I'm telling you it's over No more messing with my head I'd rather wrestle with devil Than let you lie down in my bed You got a cold heart, baby Out running round with everyone You got a cold heart, baby Out running round with everyone Don't laugh at me, baby Your time is gonna come
Writer(s): Christone Ingram, Tom Hambridge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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