The River

Your bed is made up
No rest
But you can't fall asleep just yet
Cause the pillow underneath your head still smells like me
And I can't forgive the past
When I fall in love but fall in last
With my pride stuck in my throat
I still wish you well

But you run back to the river
You feel outdone like rats to the dinner
Stare to the sun
Hope to be delivered
You've found someone and you've come to forgive her

I guess it's best for me to give thanks for
What you've done just feed your vanity and run leave my sincerity undone



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Mooty, Chance Morgan, Marley Whistler, Wyatt Adams
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