Lyrics

I'm sending back the letters to you I'd never met a player 'till I met you Oh you Reservations of the truth Only make for black and blue Oh it's just the way So typical, you love the game But through the cloud and haze The sun gotta come after the rain I'm on the one way train, it's a getaway Red label on a Sunday Is where I'll stay As I remove every last memory You are the one stop shop That's what you are Well that's what I thought Oh you fucked up And if you ever get the chance, Never take a chance on a screw up Screw up And as the hand strike twelve the magic was gone The prince was at the bar out breaking hearts Its the part they don't show, don't want you to see The kind of fairytale That didn't make the movie Oh it's just the way So typical, you love the game But through the cloud and haze The sun gotta come after the rain On the one way train it's a getaway Red label on a Sunday Is where I'll stay As I remove every last memory You are the one stop shop That's what you are, that's what I thought Oh you fucked up If you ever get the chance, never take a chance on a screw up Screw up You are the one stop shop That's what you are, that's what I thought Oh you fucked up If you ever get the chance, never take a chance on a screw up Screw up
Writer(s): Janeva Burrill, Caleb Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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