That Works

I promise I'll meet you as long as you save me a seat
At the edge of the world
Somebody in a t-shirt's trying to sell me something old
But that only works if they're patching up the road

Your little words, they'll merge before you know
I've never been a preacher
But if you give me a drink I could build you a church
And I would sell my teeth in foreign wars

Anomaly to say the least
How you chose to retreat back to where you began
Somebody on the beach unraveling the seat you're on

And nothing breaks your heart just like the sun
And I'd love to make it work for you in the long run
And nothing breaks your heart just like the sun
And I'd love to make it work for you in the long run

But that only works if they're patching up the road
Your little worlds, they'll merge before you know



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Roome
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