In This World

In this world
They put a boot on your neck
Just to climb over you one more step
And
They'll call you on the phone
Just to make sure you're sad and alone
In this world - in this mean old world

So called friends point at your flaws
Acting like it could be the last straw
Money keeps right on talking
They're sizing you up for your coffin
In this world - In this mean old world
In this world - in this world

But in this mean old world, I found you
And now I've got someone to carry me through
Heads to chest we listen
Follow each other's rhythm
Telling each other what their heart is doing
How'd I ever find you in
This world
How'd I ever find you

Somebody hit you with a pretty stick
I saw you snap back mighty quick
I like it when you turn me over your knee
Why you always gotta be blowing on me
In this world - in this mean old world
In this world - in this world

They made me hate Tallahassee
They made me hate Arkansas
I don't feel right about Pittsburg
I can't unsee all the wrong I saw



Credits
Writer(s): William Daniel Davis, Cheryl Wagner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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