Frying Pans
I can't tell you it's wrong
I can't tell you it's right
But I can not let this go
If I say nothing at all
And what do I give a damn about
An old guitar and some frying pans
I just wanna get my feelings out
for you to see me
I waited all my life
for this day to come
I tried tog get it right
Oh but I got it wrong
It blew my brain apart
I see things different now
Lets take it back to the start
where I know it all works out
I know it all works out
I hope it all works out
Hope it all works out
I can't tell you it's right
But I can not let this go
If I say nothing at all
And what do I give a damn about
An old guitar and some frying pans
I just wanna get my feelings out
for you to see me
I waited all my life
for this day to come
I tried tog get it right
Oh but I got it wrong
It blew my brain apart
I see things different now
Lets take it back to the start
where I know it all works out
I know it all works out
I hope it all works out
Hope it all works out
Credits
Writer(s): Cory Owens
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