Celine Jo feat. StormedJoint & HMbeatzmusic -
Don't Come Back (feat. StormedJoint & HMbeatzmusic) - Single
Don't Come Back
Don't come back, not here no more Memories like dirt left on the bathroom floor
And I'll tell you all the things that I know for damn sure
Like you ain't ever coming back soon as you hit that door
I don't care what you've got to say Everything you do has me looking the other way
Shows over, teas cold, count two, three, four You know I don't play this game, this ain't no love galore
We could wish it was the way when it started
Pick up the pieces try and melt my heart that hardened
But you're late that train has left, it's departed
To your next, God bless her soul, send my regards
Oh, but I don't wish you pain, no, no Seems you got too close to all that wicked
Down below, to your future lovers, make sure you let them know
There's not a thing in this damned world that's gonna save your soul
Don't come back, not here no more Don't come back, don't turn back now
Don't come back, not here no more Don't come back, don't turn back now
Seems you got too close to all that wicked Down below, to your future lovers, make sure you let them know
There's not a thing in this damned world that's gonna save your soul
Not a pistol, preacher, pleasure, brandy, or dough
Don't come back, not here no more Don't come back, don't turn back now
Don't come back, not here no more Don't come back, don't turn back now
And I'll tell you all the things that I know for damn sure
Like you ain't ever coming back soon as you hit that door
I don't care what you've got to say Everything you do has me looking the other way
Shows over, teas cold, count two, three, four You know I don't play this game, this ain't no love galore
We could wish it was the way when it started
Pick up the pieces try and melt my heart that hardened
But you're late that train has left, it's departed
To your next, God bless her soul, send my regards
Oh, but I don't wish you pain, no, no Seems you got too close to all that wicked
Down below, to your future lovers, make sure you let them know
There's not a thing in this damned world that's gonna save your soul
Don't come back, not here no more Don't come back, don't turn back now
Don't come back, not here no more Don't come back, don't turn back now
Seems you got too close to all that wicked Down below, to your future lovers, make sure you let them know
There's not a thing in this damned world that's gonna save your soul
Not a pistol, preacher, pleasure, brandy, or dough
Don't come back, not here no more Don't come back, don't turn back now
Don't come back, not here no more Don't come back, don't turn back now
Credits
Writer(s): Jocelyn Hartshorn
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