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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nate Good
Songwriter
Nicolas Donovan
Songwriter
Lyrics
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Doesn't come so easy to me
Shakin' off you breezin' to be
Red-eyed like red wine your perfume still stained in the sheets
Thought that maybe you would reason with me
All you found is another reason to leave
This drought I still thought, you still thought all you needed was me
I couldn't feel it all those months
Now I can feel it all at once
I'll be the bed and you'll be the sheets
Come on just lay it on me
It is what it is gonna be what it be
If it's better for her guess it's better for me
Now she's takin' off like a jet on a stream
I tried fightin' for her, she tried forgetting me
They said three nights in Nashville could take off the edge
I heard Friday's for sins and Sunday's to repent
All these legs on these barstools gettin' tired of my friends
She turned my world upside down
I learned how to stand on my head
We went from a match made in heaven
To the matchbox that burned it all down
We went from the golden the sunset to darkness that's drownin' us out
I'm sittin' on this barstool so I can feel some legs under me
And I thought the world would end 'fore I thought that you'd leave
And there's only one question that runs on repeat
Did it ever hurt you?
Or did it only hurt me?
I need three nights in Nashville to take off the edge
I heard Friday's for sins and Sunday's to repent
All these legs on these barstools gettin' tired of my friends
She turned my world upside down
I learned how to stand on my head
They said three nights in Nashville could take off the edge
I heard Friday's for sins and Sunday's to repent
All these legs on these barstools gettin' tired of my friends
She turned my world upside down
I learned how, to stand on my head
Writer(s): Nate Good, Nicolas Donovan
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