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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mary Bragg
Mary Bragg
Performer
Olivia Ann Greene
Olivia Ann Greene
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mary Bragg
Mary Bragg
Songwriter
Olivia Ann Greene
Olivia Ann Greene
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mary Bragg
Mary Bragg
Producer

Lyrics

You found her on a Saturday afternoon A wildflower hitchhiking to the moon You gave her a place, a cup holder vase I thought it was a safe space for her to bloom Gold and blue in a wash of neon light Sun-drunk spinning summer dancehall night Then you got your hands on her, there were promises made I knew she was a goner, but I wasn't afraid How could you do it Take off and steal her away So she's stuck on your chapter, pressed to a page Hidden on a shelf, I wonder how the hell can I get her back When she's the only heart i have How I've learned the way that silence sets Into walls that once had laughter to reflect Now I only hear her when you pick up the line Pounding through the static, I say that I'm fine How could you do it Turn us into a cliche Put her in tired old boxes, blocking the rear view pane Or did you throw her in the trunk With all the other junk you thought to pack She's the only heart I have I'm telling my friends you blew it But they know that isn't the case Cause I'm sitting on your porch like a dog in the rain If you don't come home, then how I am supposed to get her back She's the only heart I have The only heart I have She's the only heart I have
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