Speak Low - Everything but What You Need

Eight Weeks

I thought that you'd have the decency
To tell me that you were eight weeks along
And I thought that you'd have the decency
To tell me that everything that could go wrong would go wrong

I've never met a Southern Belle who put me through so much hell
I've only got myself to blame for finding you in everything

I can't believe that I'm still letting you bring me down
All my friends say I'm a bummer to be around

It took everything within me
Not to call you on your birthday
I guess I just wanted to see
If there was anything left for me to say

But I was foolish
And I was late
Because you've got a man who provides
And a child on the way

I can't believe that I'm still letting you bring me down
All my friends say I'm a bummer to be around

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Writer(s): Ryan Scott Graham
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