
Get What You Get Lyrics Aaron Lewis (Ft. Aaron Lewis & Aaron Z. Lewis)
На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Get What You Get Lyrics" от Aaron Lewis (Ft. Aaron Lewis & Aaron Z. Lewis). Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

Well, you can’t strike a match and then dance in the fire
And cry every time you get burned
It’s like crackin’ the seal and then blamin’ the bottle
A soberin’ lesson to learn
And I don’t have amnesia and Lord knows I ain’t Jesus
‘Cause I can’t forgive or forget
And sometimes when you give what you give
You get what you get
You can’t keep tellin’ lies and changin’ your story
And expect the whole world to believe
And use the Stars and the Stripes to serve your own glory
Yeah, that flag ain’t flyin’ with me
‘Cause I don’t have amnesia and Lord knows I ain’t Jesus
‘Cause I can’t forgive or forget
And sometimes when you give what you give
You get what you get
So, put your cards on the table and start tellin’ some truth
If you’re gonna point fingers, well I got two for you
When your watered-down story starts to taste like cheap whiskey
A man can get drunk on your life
But my hangover’s gone and my give-a-fuck’s empty
It’s gone just like yesterday’s wine
And cry every time you get burned
It’s like crackin’ the seal and then blamin’ the bottle
A soberin’ lesson to learn
And I don’t have amnesia and Lord knows I ain’t Jesus
‘Cause I can’t forgive or forget
And sometimes when you give what you give
You get what you get
You can’t keep tellin’ lies and changin’ your story
And expect the whole world to believe
And use the Stars and the Stripes to serve your own glory
Yeah, that flag ain’t flyin’ with me
‘Cause I don’t have amnesia and Lord knows I ain’t Jesus
‘Cause I can’t forgive or forget
And sometimes when you give what you give
You get what you get
So, put your cards on the table and start tellin’ some truth
If you’re gonna point fingers, well I got two for you
When your watered-down story starts to taste like cheap whiskey
A man can get drunk on your life
But my hangover’s gone and my give-a-fuck’s empty
It’s gone just like yesterday’s wine
Комментарии (0)
Минимальная длина комментария — 50 символов.