Make Things Right Songtext
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Make Things Right Songtext
You know I′ve had a lot of close calls
I tried to think of other people too
I couldn't breathe, I had to move
I was feeling run down
Didn′t stop the pain when I prayed
She tried to look the other way
It's getting light
I'll dream of last night
I promise I′ll make things right
You know, I noticed you right away
You throw your head back, you laugh loud
You hung out with a friendly crowd
I loved it every time you said my name
You were kind and you could see
that my heart was bleeding
It′s getting light
I'll dream of last night
I promise I′ll make things right
I know that you're tired of waiting around for me to do something
I′m gonna have to break some things
People will get hurt and there's a way I can stop it
Turn off my insides for others on the outside
Others on the outside
You know I′ve had a lot of breakdowns
Tried to stop acting so cruel
It's hard to follow all the rules
Built a tolerance for showdowns
Late at night it's hard to stay away
We both ran out of things to say
It′s getting light
A beautiful sight
I promise I′ll make things right
I tried to think of other people too
I couldn't breathe, I had to move
I was feeling run down
Didn′t stop the pain when I prayed
She tried to look the other way
It's getting light
I'll dream of last night
I promise I′ll make things right
You know, I noticed you right away
You throw your head back, you laugh loud
You hung out with a friendly crowd
I loved it every time you said my name
You were kind and you could see
that my heart was bleeding
It′s getting light
I'll dream of last night
I promise I′ll make things right
I know that you're tired of waiting around for me to do something
I′m gonna have to break some things
People will get hurt and there's a way I can stop it
Turn off my insides for others on the outside
Others on the outside
You know I′ve had a lot of breakdowns
Tried to stop acting so cruel
It's hard to follow all the rules
Built a tolerance for showdowns
Late at night it's hard to stay away
We both ran out of things to say
It′s getting light
A beautiful sight
I promise I′ll make things right
Writer(s): Brent Paschke, Eric Fawcett, John Ostby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

