What You Get
Holding on, these dreams won't last
Like a right of passage in to my past
I've done some things I'm gonna regret
But you better believe, what you see is what you get
The past is a shadow that follows us all
It opens its mouth and swallows us whole
I live my life for better days
Cut free from the shackles of yesterday
You want the best of me, but can't take the rest of me
Well my mama packaged me whole
If you can't take, one little mistake
Well I think I'd rather be alone
From the first time we met, what you see is what you get
I made no promise that I couldn't keep
I bared my soul and made my heart bleed
You ask for sorrow but keep twisting that knife
I'll find my healer in a different life
You want the best of me, but can't take the rest of me
Well my mama packaged me whole
If you can't take, one little mistake
Well I think I'd rather be alone
From the first time we met, what you see is what you get
I'm still standing tall, above the cries and the shame
It means nothing at all, to be the loser in this one horse race
You want the best of me, but can't take the rest of me
Well my mama packaged me whole
If you can't take, one little mistake
Well I think I'd rather be alone
From the first time we met, what you see is what you get
Like a right of passage in to my past
I've done some things I'm gonna regret
But you better believe, what you see is what you get
The past is a shadow that follows us all
It opens its mouth and swallows us whole
I live my life for better days
Cut free from the shackles of yesterday
You want the best of me, but can't take the rest of me
Well my mama packaged me whole
If you can't take, one little mistake
Well I think I'd rather be alone
From the first time we met, what you see is what you get
I made no promise that I couldn't keep
I bared my soul and made my heart bleed
You ask for sorrow but keep twisting that knife
I'll find my healer in a different life
You want the best of me, but can't take the rest of me
Well my mama packaged me whole
If you can't take, one little mistake
Well I think I'd rather be alone
From the first time we met, what you see is what you get
I'm still standing tall, above the cries and the shame
It means nothing at all, to be the loser in this one horse race
You want the best of me, but can't take the rest of me
Well my mama packaged me whole
If you can't take, one little mistake
Well I think I'd rather be alone
From the first time we met, what you see is what you get
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Writer(s): Kris Barras
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