The Winery Dogs - Think It Over (Live) Lyrics

Lyrics Think It Over (Live) - The Winery Dogs



You know it ain′t funny
I feel like the tides are changing
And I don't like the way it feels
I spent all my money
I tried so hard to keep you closer
But all you did was fight with me
I need time to think it over
I don′t like what I see
She was mine but I don't know her
How many lies should I believe?
You tell me you love me
I don't know the meaning
And baby, neither do you
I showed you the good times
You gave me the hard line
And I fell for it, yeah you hooked me on, and I′m hanging by it
I need time to think it over
I don′t like what I see
She was mine but I don't know her
How many lies should I believe?
If she gets cut somehow I bleed
I′m taking time to think it over
To find out what I really need
I've gotta try to take it slower
I am so lost, I should be giving up but I′m trying to understand
You're saying you love me again
And putting the ring back on your hand
You smile because you think I′m a fool, and I am
You're standing on the corner down the street from the bar
You call me on the phone and tell me you're not that far
But you just miss my car, you′re gonna be waiting for a while
I need time to think it over
Cuz I don′t like what I see
You were mine but I dont' know you anymore
I′ve got no lies to believe yeah
I've got no time for you and me
You got diamonds on ya
I′ve got pride
You've got everything, I′m all right
You've got friends to binge with, I've got time
It got tough for me, but I′ll survive
(You know you′re gonna feel so bad)
One day you're gonna face the fire
Somebody gonna do you like you′ve done to me
(One day you're gonna face the fire)
One day you′re gonna face the fire
(It's gonna hurt ya)
Somebody′s gonna bring you to your knees
(You're gonna be lost somewhere)
And I'll be blind



Writer(s): Kotzen Richard Dale, Portnoy Michael S, Sheehan William


The Winery Dogs - Dog Years: Live In Santiago
Album Dog Years: Live In Santiago
date of release
04-08-2017




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