Hermit

You left the fire burn down your house
Nobody knew you, knew the lines 'round your mouth

Maybe I'm dumb for asking; I live out in the woods
Will you ever know me the way I think you should?

I'm stuck on this woman
I think I can get out of this hermit

'Cause when you live like I do, it's never too soon
to break through the shadows and out of this room

But you left the fire burn down your house
Nobody knew you, knew the lines 'round your mouth



Credits
Writer(s): William Whitwham, Scott Bouwmeester, Stefan Banjevic, Melissa Dalton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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