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Butch Walker

The Weight Of Her

 

The Weight Of Her

(album: Sycamore Meadows - 2008)


Oh!

Here come the captain
She's a firecracker, skinny jeans
Two lips of honey, yeah
She leaves a trail of gasoline
She drinks more whiskey
Than her daddy, she can even sing
And all the clappers say
You're living in her world

The word around the street
She likes the smell of cocaine
It makes her crazy when she
Mix it up with champagne
You'll never make it if you
Don't keep her locked in a cage
You will be wishing now
For any other girl

Don't let the weight of her world
Bring you down
Don't let her walk in the room
And turn you inside out
Don't let the touch of her hand
Take you down
No, not now
No, not ever again
Ooh

6:45 as you wake up
She's just gone to bed
Clear out the phone
From a hundred texts you haven't read
She only wants you
When it's later and she's off her head
Pay close attention
You're just living in her world

And all the Swedish girls
They hang out at the hotel
It's sex for green cards
I think they know you very well
It paints a picture of a movie
Ending dark as hell
You will be wishing now
For any other girl

Don't let the weight of her world
Bring you down
Don't let her walk in the room
And turn you inside out
Don't let the touch of her hand
Take you down
No, not now
No, not ever again
Ooh

And what am I supposed to talk about with you anyway?
I graduated the year you were born.
And I don't wanna have to drive around and listen to your burned CDs
through your shitty car speakers of every band you think you discovered;
it's just gonna make me feel insecure.

Don't let the weight of her world
Bring you down
Don't let her walk in the room
And turn you inside out
Don't let the touch of her hand
Take you down
No, not now
No, not ever, hey!

Don't let the weight of her world
Bring you down
Don't let her walk in the room
And turn you inside out
Don't let the touch of her hand
Take you down
No, not now
No, not ever again
Ooh
Yeah ooh

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