Livewire

She's a livewire
She's that little thing you can't recall
Does it mean nothing to you?

She's a white-liar
She's a sharp knife; cuts through it all
Oh
If you only knew

It was love, it was real, it was not enough
Couldn't help but to find yourself caught up
Bit more than you could chew

And though the things you say
Don't matter anyway
She left that boy
When we were seventeen

So wait
If I told you
Things would never really work out fine
Would you ever see the way that it would fall in line?
And I know it hurts to watch it all crash at once
Well it's nothing to me

Didn't you notice
Did you feel tension in the air
When she walked into the room

What you didn't say
Wouldn't matter anyway
She sits and stares
Alone at twenty-three

So wait
If I told you
Things would never really work out fine
Would you ever see the way that it would fall in line?
And I know it hurts to watch it all crash at once
Well it's nothing to me

So wait
If I told you
Things would never really work out fine
Would you ever see the way that it would fall in line?
And I know it hurts to watch it all crash at once
Well it's nothing to me

She's a livewire
She's a little thing you can't recall
Does it mean nothing to you

So wait
If I told you
Things would never really work out fine
Well it's nothing to me



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Writer(s): Royal Oak
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