Well you can call me when you wakeup Your tears smeared from your makeup And we are here in the wake of A fire burning down our love And I feel a filth now I feel it deep within my bones And I walk these city streets Drunk and stumbling all alone
And I want so bad To be next to you But there's only so much two hearts can suffer through And I think apart May do us better I'm glad it happened at all Rather than never But you're so cold blooded Ooh my souls flooded Water that's as cold as ice You be my muse and I be your vice
And wouldn't it be something If we could find the way Somewhere in someplace and time We could both be ok I pray you're somewhere pretty And that you're staying true To that spitfire fireball drinking girl that I knew
But you're so cold blooded Ooh my souls flooded Water that's as cold as ice You be my muse and I be your vice
I pray your somewhere pretty And thats staying true To that spitfire fireball drinking girl that I knew
But you're so cold blooded Ooh my souls flooded Water that's as cold as ice You be my muse and I be your vice
Compositor: Zachary Lane Bryan (Zach Bryan) (BMI)Editor: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #34632639 em 20/Abr/2024