despite the fights at night
when we cuddle and your in my sight
lyin next to me rubbin my back
because everything's alright
grasp upon reality
now can you see im high as a kite
and i just might disappear for the slight
chance i may be picked up
for some bogus stick up
this nights tough i lay alone in the cell
just because i was tryin ta sell
just to keep our hope and keep the baby well
now your sellin too just to post bail
going through hell
but soon youll have a story to tell
about how you loved him so much
holdin on to every kiss and talkin about
how when you get every touch it isn't enough
Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
despite the fights at night
when we cuddle and your in my sight
lyin next to me rubbin my back
because everything's alright
grasp upon reality
now can you see im high as a kite
and i just might disappear for the slight
chance i may be picked up
for some bogus stick up
this nights tough i lay alone in the cell
just because i was tryin ta sell
just to keep our hope and keep the baby well
now your sellin too just to post bail
going through hell
but soon youll have a story to tell
about how you loved him so much
holdin on to every kiss and talkin about
how when you get every touch it isn't enough
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