SAME OLD JACK (lyrics)
(James Room)
THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOU AROUND,
I JUST DON’T KNOW WHY,
MY HANDS STUTTERED AN EXCUSE
TO TEAR OUT MY HEART.
WELL, MY MAMA DIDN’T TELL ME
THIS COULD HURT ME, OH, SO BAD.
I WON’T BE THE SAME.
WON’T BE THE SAME.
I WENT TO THE NEAREST BAR.
I MET SAME OLD JACK.
I READ IN THE DEPTH OF THE GLASS:
THERE’S NO WAY BACK!
WELL, MY PAPA DIDN’T TELL ME
THIS COULD MAKE ME FEEL SO SAD.
BUT I DON’T MIND.
I DON’T MIND.
‘COUSE BABY, IF YOU DON’T LOVE ME
TELL ME WHAT LASTS FOR ME NOW?
I CAN’T BREATH.
‘CAUSE I BLEED.
ON MY MIND, PRETTY BABY.
ON MY MIND, HERE YOU STAND.
ON MY MIND, PRETTY BABY,
NO MATTER HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE.
BUT I DON’T MIND.
I DON’T MIND.
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