Find Me Here-Tucker Beathard

歌手 : Tucker Beathard

专辑 : Find Me Here

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:54

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TXT Find Me Here-Tucker Beathard 文本歌词

I'm tangled up in hotel sheets, 3 sheets to the wind

I'm kicking myself, staring at this cross on my skin

Too jacked up to just black out in this mess of a bed I made

With some girl I'll just call Omaha' cause I'll forget her name

And there's a preacher on a TV

saying something'bout you

coming back soon

And got me thinking'bout you how

If you walked in now

What the hell I'd do

I wish I was on a plane or hopping trains

Standing with my thumb in the air, waving down a cab somewhere

Really I don't wanna be caught in room 316

with a hotel bible as a coaster underneath my beer

And Lord if you decide tonight's the night

you're coming back, I hope you don't find me here

If I get down on my knees and it ain't too much to ask

Could you break the chains that hold me down and get the devil off my back

And if you go and split that eastern sky I pray you take your time

Yeah I promise you'll make these old boots walk a straight line

I wish I was on a plane or hopping trains

Standing with my thumb in the air, waving down a cab somewhere

Really I don't wanna be caught in room 316

with a hotel bible as a coaster underneath my beer

And Lord if you decide tonight's the night

you're coming back, I hope you don't find me here

And there's a preacher on a TV

saying something'bout you

coming back soon

I ain't got a doubt

If you walked in now

Man I'd be screwed

I wish I was on a plane or hopping trains

Standing with my thumb in the air, waving down a cab somewhere

Really I don't wanna be caught in room 316

With a hotel bible as a coaster underneath my beer

And Lord if you decide tonight's the night

you're coming back, I hope you don't find me here

I hope you don't find me here

I'm tangled up in hotel sheets, 3 sheets to the wind

I'm kicking myself, staring at this cross on my skin