I got something to hold back If I put up a fight, it'll follow me home I think I might stay out dancing If my blood runs cold with a heart of stone And my fire burns out at midnight
I get home from working hard, honey State the obvious and watch it work its way in We been checked out, chasing the money And I been trying to tell 'em it ain't no way to live
We go another round, I got nothing to say It don't make a difference Might be good on my own, but I ain't running away I wanna chase it to the end When I'm seeing a vision
If we take it way too far I could stay here forever if I let myself Picking dust off my bright star If my heart of stone weighs on you heavy, babe Just hit the lights and call it a night
I got reason to believe This old house gave me revelation I wasn't prepared to receive And you been called upon for the duration You're a wrangler keeping the pace Hunting for open space
We might get tangled up, I got nothing to say It don't make a difference I might turn up the heat, it's getting late And my fire burns out at midnight My fire burns out at midnight
Compositor: Kathryn Crutchfield (Waxahatchee) (BMI)Editor: Third Side Music Inc (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #46284611 em 30/Set/2024