The Conversation Testo
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Testo The Conversation
You've been running with the ghost again
Singing "It's all gonna fall like we're living a lie"
You've been tearing up these walls again
Ain't no place left here for a girl to hide
You know I tell you just like it is
Gonna walk that far in the scars of another guy
And I'm not gonna give up all of this Ain't no room left here for me to fly
And if our love is a hurricane
Broken phones and broken doors
Baby you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
You use your words just like a criminal
Kinda like a bullet from a gun
(Young Summer)
Well that shadow found me years ago
I've been bought, I've been shot with a lawless love
And if our love is a hurricane
Broken phones and broken doors
Baby you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
Build it up, tear it down
Let it fall right to the ground All the words that we could bleed
Let it fly just you and me
Wasted pride
It comes in like the rolling tide
We don't have to give up this fight
But it's too late to give up tonight
And if our love is a hurricane
Broken phones and broken doors
Baby you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
Singing "It's all gonna fall like we're living a lie"
You've been tearing up these walls again
Ain't no place left here for a girl to hide
You know I tell you just like it is
Gonna walk that far in the scars of another guy
And I'm not gonna give up all of this Ain't no room left here for me to fly
And if our love is a hurricane
Broken phones and broken doors
Baby you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
You use your words just like a criminal
Kinda like a bullet from a gun
(Young Summer)
Well that shadow found me years ago
I've been bought, I've been shot with a lawless love
And if our love is a hurricane
Broken phones and broken doors
Baby you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
Build it up, tear it down
Let it fall right to the ground All the words that we could bleed
Let it fly just you and me
Wasted pride
It comes in like the rolling tide
We don't have to give up this fight
But it's too late to give up tonight
And if our love is a hurricane
Broken phones and broken doors
Baby you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
ANNIE KEARNEY, MAT KEARNEY
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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