Another One
From way up north there's an idle reason
To paint one eye shut
To call you keening
But I'm too tired to make that mistake
I'm too tired to make it
From way up north I can see you reeling
Back from the riot
You can call me if you need it
But I'm too tired to make that mistake
I'm too tired to make it
If I had to guess you'd be bottle dreaming
Waiting for a sign to call me and forgive it
Man I'm too tired to make that mistake
Have another one, babe
Don't mind the hour or the place
Raise good luck to them
Yeah good luck with everything
Then meet me in a fall
Downstairs at the end
I'll lead the way
This wine tastes funny
And its feeling is late
Wind down early
Yeah I know you won't stay
You're laughing over
The anxious sting in my voice
Again
You're laughing over
The anxious sting in my voice
From way up north I can see you reeling
Back from the light
You can call me if you need it
But I'm too tired to make that mistake
Won't play dumb to the strange
I have a reason to make
And an hour at best
Before the air hits the void
Or you talk through it
Have another one, babe
I'll get it off my chest
This wine tastes funny
This feeling is late
I wanna talk dirty
But I know you can't stay
If it fits you better
I'll get right out the way
You're laughing over
You're laughing over my voice
Good luck to them
Yeah good luck with everything
My head turns heavy now
It's getting late
And you're laughing over
You're laughing over my voice
Again
To paint one eye shut
To call you keening
But I'm too tired to make that mistake
I'm too tired to make it
From way up north I can see you reeling
Back from the riot
You can call me if you need it
But I'm too tired to make that mistake
I'm too tired to make it
If I had to guess you'd be bottle dreaming
Waiting for a sign to call me and forgive it
Man I'm too tired to make that mistake
Have another one, babe
Don't mind the hour or the place
Raise good luck to them
Yeah good luck with everything
Then meet me in a fall
Downstairs at the end
I'll lead the way
This wine tastes funny
And its feeling is late
Wind down early
Yeah I know you won't stay
You're laughing over
The anxious sting in my voice
Again
You're laughing over
The anxious sting in my voice
From way up north I can see you reeling
Back from the light
You can call me if you need it
But I'm too tired to make that mistake
Won't play dumb to the strange
I have a reason to make
And an hour at best
Before the air hits the void
Or you talk through it
Have another one, babe
I'll get it off my chest
This wine tastes funny
This feeling is late
I wanna talk dirty
But I know you can't stay
If it fits you better
I'll get right out the way
You're laughing over
You're laughing over my voice
Good luck to them
Yeah good luck with everything
My head turns heavy now
It's getting late
And you're laughing over
You're laughing over my voice
Again
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Mitchell Stephenson, Ethan Caleb Henthorn, Blair Arthur Hansen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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