Lyrics

Ooh, tell me where we’re gonna move. Don’t wanna but agree with you. So cherry pick me from the highest tree. Was I to you just a guarantee? Who do you return to now that all your old friend have gone? Did it turn out like you wanted, for me to end up alone? I did what I had to to get along without you. Burn another bridge, yeah, turn it into a better view.
Written by: Liz Parsons
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