Not My Style

Talkin bout it's not my style
I'd rather stay at home and drink all by myself now
What's a guy to do, What I got to do to see things clearly
I ain't feeling no love here no
And its hard to walk away
When the chains seem so tight, walking a thin line
And it's almost like we can't
No, it's not what lovers do
Now it's time to see the truth

But I would stand all night in the pouring rain
With no jacket on just to see your face
I would stay in my lane and id take the blame
Cause the truth bleeds colors that would stain our names

Talking bout it's not your style
You'd rather go out dancing with some other man now
A few hours of fun to throw away the time that we have spent
I hope that you're happy now
And its hard to walk away
When the chains seem so tight, walking a thin line
And it's almost like we can't
No, it's not what lovers do
Now it's time to see the truth

But I would stand all night in the pouring rain
With no jacket on just to see your face
I would stay in my lane and id take the blame
Cause the truth bleeds colors that would stain our names

But I would stand all night in the pouring rain
With no jacket on just to see your face
I would stay in my lane and id take the blame
Cause the truth bleeds colors that would stain our names



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Ferraro
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