Cheeks

The grubby streets
Ice cold sleet
The black snow
Threw itself all over me
Broken heels
And the chimney spills
This is what I love
Hello baby?
Can you give me a price list
Fifty quid if you want more than a kiss
Guess its better to have you
Than to live like this
Stuck in a cycle of repent
O' yeah this is God country
And I know that he's looking for me
But I'm hiding
So I'll keep on wanting
And people keep on acting
So give me those
Salty cheeks
Let me make it better
And give your best defeat
So I can use it later
Don't give up my love
Who said you can't be happy?
So walk the empty streets
And you'll see
Yes you will see



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Gurney
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