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Thelma & James - Alternate Ending (Lyric Video)

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Thelma & James - Alternate Ending (Lyric Video)

16 456 просмотров · 5 месяцев назад
Thelma & James
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16 456 просмотров · 5 месяцев назад
Listen to "Alternate Ending" here: https://thelmaandjames.ffm.to/alterna... Follow Thelma & James: Instagram:   / thelmaandjamesmusic   TikTok:   / thelmaandjamesmusic   Facebook:   / thelma-james   Lyrics: Pull goodbye back in my mouth Put the rain back in the clouds Burn the thought of leaving town in the ash tray Tie the flowers back on the vine Paint the light back in your eyes Tell your daddy he was right And I’m sorry Some nights I drink too much I think about us I scheme up and I dream up some alternate ending We’re still in love And it’s messing me up And I don’t know if I’m good or just good at pretending Fade the real into the fiction Swear the heart don’t know the difference Gave it to you and I didn’t want it back babe Thought about you on your birthday Heard you laughing in the hallway It gets better so they all say Some nights I drink too much I think about us I scheme up and I dream up some alternate ending Where we’re still in love And it’s messing me up And I don’t know if I’m good or just good at pretending We had some alternate ending Some nights I lay awake And I try to fake being happy that you’re happy now Some nights I almost chase The missing you away But damn if it don’t come back ‘round Some nights I drink too much I think about us I scheme up and dream up some alternate ending Where we’re still in love And it’s messing me up And I don’t know if I’m good or just good at pretending We had some alternate ending Good at pretending So good at pretending I don’t know if I’m good I hope that you’re good I’ve gotten pretty good at pretending I don’t know if I’m good I hope that you’re good I’ve gotten pretty good at pretending I don’t know if I’m good I hope that you’re good I’ve gotten pretty good at pretending #ThelmaAndJames #AlternateEnding