Spit it out, the sad truth One of many secrets we acquired in youth My dirty clothes Lately I keep 'em in the luggage that you to gave me
With a little luck, one night We'll drink together in a different light Our heads down, our ears ring We only see angels when we both believe
Take me, take mine, hide it away Take me, take mine, hide it away
Spit it up, the right words Of course we always keep 'em where we know it hurts The little things you did too I'd almost still believe if it weren't for you
Take me, take mine hide it away, hide it away (so late?) [Repeat: x 2]
You said, "Surround me when it's over, I can't stand it another night" Forever now and definitely sober When we stare in a different light
Spit it out, the sad truth One of many secrets we acquired in youth The right words Lately I keep 'em in the luggage that you gave to me
Take me, take my hurting away (so late) Take me, take my hurting away, hurting away (so late) Take me, take mine, hide it away, (so late) Take me take my hurting away, hide it away (so late)
Writer/s: ROBIN WILSON
Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Who writes a song about a name they found in a phone book? That's just one of the everyday things these guys find to sing about. Anything in their field of vision or general scope of knowledge is fair game. If you cross paths with them, so are you.