- Ryan Beatty Cinnamon Bread 歌詞
- Ryan Beatty
- Infinite chest and cinnamon bread
Why dont you make yourself at home
When you open up you close me in
And cut me to the bone
Close as a kiss on the lip
To the southern tip
Until you're red in the face
Now youve got nothing to say
Now youve got nothing to say
Spring, Summer, Fall
You're standing tall
When I know of your basketball games
You galloped on the piano keys
Like a Liberace fool
You hummed a little out of tune
And somehow you sounded cool
Like in like May, June, July
I was a good guy
And you came over that day
Now Ive got nothing to say
Ive must have left open the gate
And now the dog is running away
If this goes on forever
Could you ever keep me safe
Like Im the men you have loved
The women you have loved
You tell me this when were together
And I know its not the case
Cause of the men you have loved
The women you have loved
They all got something to say
They all got somthing to say
They couldnt keep me away
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