Song | Wrong Side of Town |
Artist | Pat Green |
Album | Three Days |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Tell me a story about something pretty | |
A guardian angel up in the sky | |
And make me believe you no hill for a climber | |
Ask me no questions and tell you no lies | |
Chorus: I’m hanging on, my mouth hanging open | |
World spinning faster, round and round | |
Hey what’s the matter, you look unexpected | |
Like you took a right turn on the wrong side of town | |
You left the light on looking so hopeful | |
You’re just pretending you know what you’ve done | |
Crying yoru heart out, nobody’s looking | |
It’s not getting better, we’re not having fun | |
Chorus Jesus was wrong about all the sinners | |
That we’d take a stump for a sign of the times | |
Running for shelter like nobody’s business | |
You don’t even notice the face of the sky | |
So many answers just loose talking whispers | |
Pick up some pieces and gobble them down | |
Don’t talk in words so | |
I won’t understand you | |
Hold up your fingers and cry like a clown | |
Chorus |
Tell me a story about something pretty | |
A guardian angel up in the sky | |
And make me believe you no hill for a climber | |
Ask me no questions and tell you no lies | |
Chorus: I' m hanging on, my mouth hanging open | |
World spinning faster, round and round | |
Hey what' s the matter, you look unexpected | |
Like you took a right turn on the wrong side of town | |
You left the light on looking so hopeful | |
You' re just pretending you know what you' ve done | |
Crying yoru heart out, nobody' s looking | |
It' s not getting better, we' re not having fun | |
Chorus Jesus was wrong about all the sinners | |
That we' d take a stump for a sign of the times | |
Running for shelter like nobody' s business | |
You don' t even notice the face of the sky | |
So many answers just loose talking whispers | |
Pick up some pieces and gobble them down | |
Don' t talk in words so | |
I won' t understand you | |
Hold up your fingers and cry like a clown | |
Chorus |
Tell me a story about something pretty | |
A guardian angel up in the sky | |
And make me believe you no hill for a climber | |
Ask me no questions and tell you no lies | |
Chorus: I' m hanging on, my mouth hanging open | |
World spinning faster, round and round | |
Hey what' s the matter, you look unexpected | |
Like you took a right turn on the wrong side of town | |
You left the light on looking so hopeful | |
You' re just pretending you know what you' ve done | |
Crying yoru heart out, nobody' s looking | |
It' s not getting better, we' re not having fun | |
Chorus Jesus was wrong about all the sinners | |
That we' d take a stump for a sign of the times | |
Running for shelter like nobody' s business | |
You don' t even notice the face of the sky | |
So many answers just loose talking whispers | |
Pick up some pieces and gobble them down | |
Don' t talk in words so | |
I won' t understand you | |
Hold up your fingers and cry like a clown | |
Chorus |