Your Way (Live)
You know I really had to use my sense now
I slam the door right in your face
Hows' it feel, how's it taste?
And look how you won't dance with me
Well, has this symbol made you so mean
That you're looking so far past me?
You say what you say but don't walk away
My tongue so tired from putting out the fire that I
I started in the first place
So pretend you're in my shoes
You got nothing to loose and if I'm acting slutty
Then it's probably form the booze, the booze
What's wrong with your face
You never smile anymore?
What's wrong with your face
You never close your eyes when I kiss your face
You never smile anymore?
What's wrong with your face, oh?
And sometimes I sit and wonder
Why I bother when I know that all this angers for your father
Can you hear me? She's gonna kill me
When she finds out your magazines that are dirty
I feel so dirty, but nothing can hurt me
Except the way you shake your head when you
You say what you say but don't walk away
My tongue so tired from putting out the fire that I
I started in the first place
So pretend you're in my shoes
You got nothing to loose and if I'm acting slutty
Then it's probably form the booze, the booze
What's wrong with your face
You never smile anymore?
What's wrong with your face
You never close your eyes when I kiss your face
You never smile anymore?
What's wrong with your face, oh?
I slam the door right in your face
Hows' it feel, how's it taste?
And look how you won't dance with me
Well, has this symbol made you so mean
That you're looking so far past me?
You say what you say but don't walk away
My tongue so tired from putting out the fire that I
I started in the first place
So pretend you're in my shoes
You got nothing to loose and if I'm acting slutty
Then it's probably form the booze, the booze
What's wrong with your face
You never smile anymore?
What's wrong with your face
You never close your eyes when I kiss your face
You never smile anymore?
What's wrong with your face, oh?
And sometimes I sit and wonder
Why I bother when I know that all this angers for your father
Can you hear me? She's gonna kill me
When she finds out your magazines that are dirty
I feel so dirty, but nothing can hurt me
Except the way you shake your head when you
You say what you say but don't walk away
My tongue so tired from putting out the fire that I
I started in the first place
So pretend you're in my shoes
You got nothing to loose and if I'm acting slutty
Then it's probably form the booze, the booze
What's wrong with your face
You never smile anymore?
What's wrong with your face
You never close your eyes when I kiss your face
You never smile anymore?
What's wrong with your face, oh?
Credits
Writer(s): Bret Bollinger, Yesod Williams, Kaleo Wassman
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