Down Your Spine

I fucked up, you fucked up
It was what it was
But I wouldn't change a thing, babe, for fallin' in love
I'd let you feel when shit gets real
Study how you cry
I'd hold it down for you, babe, without ever asking why

If I could meet you all over again

I would take a picture of your face
Put it in a frame
And stand it by my bed so I could see you every day
I would ask for your opinion
Instead of givin' mine
I would run my fingers through your hair
And down your spine

We took a shot and missed it
But I won't miss again
And what I didn't do for us
I'm gonna do for them
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

You never know how love can grow when it starts and ends
So I'll take my chances on it and let somebody in
If it were you and me on that drive again
Yeah, I'd let you play your music with my hair down in the wind

If I could meet you all over again

I would take a picture of your face
Put it in a frame
And stand it by my bed so I could see you every day
I would ask for your opinion
Instead of givin' mine
I would run my fingers through your hair
And down your spine

We took a shot and missed it
But I won't miss again
And what I didn't do for us
I'm gonna do for them
Ooh
Ooh (I'm gonna do for them)
Ooh

Take a shot, don't miss it again
Take a shot, don't miss it again
Take a shot, don't miss it again
Take a shot, don't miss it again
Take a shot, don't miss it again
Take a shot, don't miss it again

Take a picture of your face
Put it in a frame
And stand it by my bed, so I could see you every day
I would ask for your opinion
Instead of givin' mine
I would run my fingers through your hair
And down your spine



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