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Teksty: Austin Lucas. Other. Last Song For A Sweetheart.


I was talking all morning
Listening, was it something I'd done
You were careful with your questions
Reckless always were my answers
As the coffee hit my stomach
Might've felt as if I'd been drugged
I was broken and aware that we might never have these last wrongs

And the only thing my mouth can do
Is try to keep you home
When we both knew that this town
Was not where you belong

And you were best while in the daylight
My life always hated last call
Like a frightened little boy
I fled until my legs did give out
As persistance fought to end you
I knew with neglect you would run
Having been caught in the moment
I lost sight of all our plans

My sorrow was seen so hold you
Cause I know you haven't let go
So cadence has brought me to cursing and crying
And bitter my nerves
Makes me know there's no place in hell or heaven up above
It makes me know there's no time of when we'll both go
Austin Lucas