Vixen

There's a name for your kind dear
You can't say 'round the kids
No you ain't been gone too long
You won't say what you did

If you call I won't answer,
If you write I'll return
Just leave here in the morning,
With your bridges to burn

There's fog on the freeway and blood on the tracks
Only fools fool around here, there's a snake in the grass

Ain't been right here for too long,
When I'm gone it's for good
Wouldn't wish you away now
But I wish that you would

Oh I must be mistaken,
Seen your face in a crowd
You've been dead to me years now,
Your cloak is a shroud!

There's fog on the freeway and blood on the tracks
Only fools fool around here, there's a snake in the grass

If Monday's got you down then get right up,
Turn around!
If Tuesdays meant for two, then forget it,
That it's true!
By Wednesday, you don't don't know when,
And you don't know where you've been!
And if Thursday ain't enough,
Then on Friday get back up!



Credits
Writer(s): Cole Miller, Jake Cowell, Nick Piper
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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