KOMD (feat. Shelley Scarr)
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You knocked on my door But I pretend I don't hear it Tears on my floor But I pretend I don't fear it You're not mine anymore That ship sailed I can't steer it I walked out that door With my heart can't come near it That call I got a few years back Braces kiss bout' had a heart attack Your lip gloss I remember that When I ran dads truck into a dumpsters back Hat trick Bat flip Yeah I hit the cycle Then I hit the lick (Yeah) We was talking marriage in the 8th grade They were round and blue standin' in the shade 7th summer yeah we had it made At the complex Drinking Gatorade Felt like 37 hours in the day But you ended and I cried my face Then I went to Tab to rehearse the play And You asked for a second chance the next day But we only 3 months from 9th grade So I turned my back Put on the shades Like Fast Forward I remember seeing the night sky in your eyes Feelings rushed, and covered me and caught me by surprise I was with her but I was with you You squeezed my hand and we both knew That if we didn't leave right then Our 1 + 1 was gonna be 2 You told me that I broke your heart But I couldn't take you with me We knew we'de have time apart And I saw you as the old me It wasnt fair to you How we fused too And how mangled it got when my feelings grew And when I walked out and left you It felt like I left part of me too You knocked on my door But I pretend I don't hear it Tears on my floor But I pretend I don't fear it You're not mine anymore That ship sailed I can't steer it I walked out that door With my heart can't come near it Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be A Next Time Baby Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be A Next Time Baby There's not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be A Next Time Baby Cause I went HC To the CT Check the Fruit B It's a new me Like Knick knack pati wack Give a dog a bone playa Two feet hacky sack Give a teen a phone playa DVD's in the back Humma' bumpin' tones playa 15 Fell in love Now we boughta home playa (Yeah, Yeah) See it Took a few scrapes and scars Along the way I wrecked a few cars Then boom my IQ went to Mars Now real talk I got them bars And my treasure still In clay jars And I can't help but look to the future And think that this whole world is ours 3 26 09 Its been long time Its been a long shine And if you took all the nickels in the whole world The sum of em' aint worth my dime Yeah blue skies can turn to grey But grey skies can turn to blue Thunder storms can roll in And threaten to ruin you But dance with your boots in the rain puddles Kill the obstacles grab the grave shovels Bury the past where it needs to be Because right now's where you need to be You knocked on my door But I pretend I don't hear it Tears on my floor But I pretend I don't fear it You're not mine anymore That ship sailed I can't steer it I walked out that door With my heart can't come near it Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be A Next Time Baby Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be A Next Time Baby There's not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be Not Gonna Be A Next Time Baby But dance with your boots In the rain puddles Kill the obstacles Grab the grave shovels
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Written by: Brannon Shortt, Shelley Scarr
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