Dead On

First you wanna know my name
Then you wanna go and change the game
Call me your lover and throw me a bone
Invite me over and send me home

With your hand-me-down dresses
And your Southern roots
And your Salvation Army combat boots
All the boys are thinking they're in luck
Down at the bar hoping you'll show up

Well you come around and wanna sit on my lap
You're a nervous breakdown waiting to happen

Dead on
I'm dead on

Ain't gonna be destroyed
Find yourself another boy
Cause, baby, I'm out the door
I'm dead on

Once I thought you were my homecoming queen
Now all I got is a broken dream
You talk like an angel
You spit on the floor
But you look just like the girl next door
I'm dead on
I'm dead on

Watch me now

Once I would have given you the shirt off my back
But baby I'm all done with that
There was a time when you rocked my world
But I changed my mind,]
I swear girl

One of these days I'm gonna hear you say
That I was the one that got away
I'm dead on
I'm dead on
I'm dead on

I'm dead on



Credits
Writer(s): Lucinda Gayl Williams, Jesse Malin, Derek Jonathan Cruz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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