And he's willing to do whatever it takes to give first love a second-
I could be the one to take you home Late nights, staring at your phone I could make you feel like you're in love I could be the one to make you quit Late nights, when you feel like shit I could make you feel so damn alone
If you took my place Would you change my ways? Would you change my name? Would you change my face? If you took my spot Would you change a lot? Would you change it at all? Would you change it-it-it—
Maybe this is what I get for leaving you out in the cold Drag my body to the woods and let mе go Paint a picture of my life into the snow Pull thе trigger like I'd never even know Maybe this is what I get for leaving you out in the rain Pop the trunk and drop my body in the grain Throw a shovel at me, yell to dig a grave Put the pistol to my ear, I heard it say "In the black on black or the white on white It don't matter what you wear when you die, right? In the six-o-five or the two-one-two It don't matter where you go when I find you You can run all day; you can run all night But in the end, you know I'm always right, oh no In the six-o-five or the two-one-two It don't matter where you go when I find you It don't matter where you go when I find you"
I could be the one to take you home Late nights, staring at your phone I could make you feel like you're in love (I could make you feel like you're in love) I could be the one to make you quit Late nights, when you feel like shit I could make you feel so damn alone
If you took my place Would you change my ways? Would you change my name? Would you change my face? If you took my spot Would you change a lot? Would you change it at all? Would you change it-it-it—
Maybe this is what I get for leaving you out in the cold Drag my body to the woods and let me go Paint a picture of my life into the snow Pull the trigger like I'd never even know Maybe this is what I get for leaving you out in the rain Pop the trunk and drop my body in the grain Throw a shovel at me, yell to dig a grave Put the pistol to my ear, I heard it say "In the black on black or the white on white It don't matter what you wear when you die, right? In the six-o-five or the two-one-two (In the six-o-five or the two-one-two) It don't matter where you go when I find you (No, no) You can run all day; you can run all night (Where the fuck you gonna run to?) But in the end, you know I'm always right, oh no In the six-o-five or the two-one-two It don't matter where you go when I find you It don't matter where you go when I find you"
I could be the one to take you home Late nights, staring at your phone I could make you feel like you're in love I could be the one to make you quit Late nights when you feel like shit I could make you feel so damn aloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
