Sally

She plays guitar in my backyard

Let my head scarred with thoughts of her pulling focus on my heart

It doesn't have to be easy, Sally

You make me want to believe her, Sally

It doesn't make it go easy, Sally

You make me want to believe her, Sally

Concrete, your grave

Same town, same place

High school team, dream cash machine parade

My house, your face

It doesn't have to be easy, Sally

You make me want to believe her, Sally

It doesn't make it go easy, Sally

You make me want to believe her, Sally

Oh, what's the use of cutting truths with someone who lies next to you

Oh, what's the use of cutting truths with someone who lies next to you

Oh, what's the use of cutting truths with someone who lies next to you

Oh, what's the use of cutting truths with someone who lies next to you

It doesn't have to be easy, Sally

You make me want to believe her, Sally

It doesn't make it go easy, Sally

You make me want to believe her, Sally

Oh, Sally, Sally, Sally, Sally

Sally, Sally, Sally, Sally

Sally, Sally, Sally, Sally

Sally, Sally, Sally, Sally