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Grace Potter The Nocturnals

I?ve forgotten the reasons for loving you And I?ve forgotten the love that you gave All the days on the run, sitting shotgun All the things that I loved

You're running me ragged And I don't do the things I should And if the devil made a fire You'd be the wood But I just got one question Answer me if you

I'm a girl with the best intentions Something I should probably mention I like to get just what I paid for So I pay and I get and I pay and I want some

You stormed out of my house, quarter after two You stormed out of my house, quarter after two But by sixteen after baby, I ways crying after you You

I come home from workin' hard I pull up to my yard and there's a man I used to know He used to love me right But then we had a little fight and now he

Can you believe in something Bigger than what you left behind? Like a balloon on a long string The recipe for the mastermind One part sugar, two parts

She's skilled at the art of deception and she knows it She's got dirty money that she plays with all the time Yeah, she waters the garden and maybe she

Ia??m not the worrying kind, But you, you lose every time You lose every nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, five, ten, twenty Ita??s a crime that you dona

I have tried to find my way To make it through to a better day I have cried a mighty song But in the morning everything was gone So come on water, sweet