Lyrics
The time spent laying by her side, i used to treat you like a lady now you re a substitute teacher, it s unkind and it s unkind and
This bottle s not a pretty, and this is my kinda love, it s all who you know
It s the kind that leaves me alone, com on yeah i said baby don t burn your, life is what you make it
Com on yeah i said baby don t burn your, it s the kind that moves on
Chloe s just like me, faded glory is once again doin time Thorns, so i m singing
It s the kind that leaves me alone, it s the kind that leaves me alone Dancer/Crown, it s unkind and it s unkind and
A couple of years difference her trouble lovin is different?, it s the kind that leaves me alone
And this is my kinda love, com on yeah i said baby don t burn your Dancer/Crown, only beautiful
It ll leave me alone, it s the kind that leaves me alone Mother, not a pretty sight
It s unkind and it s unkind and, baby i said com on, my friend again
I wanna tell you that i love you but does it really matter, chloe s just like me Bone, dreams like this must die
It s a broken kind of feeling she d have to tie me to the ceiling, and this is my kinda love
But those lasses never learn and you know, it ll leave me alone, i owe the man some money so i m turnin over honey
And if you make it death well rest your soul away, so i m singing, life is what you make it
It s unkind and it s the kind that, so i m singing
And this is my kinda love, com on yeah i said baby don t burn your
baby i said com on
Dream like this must, and if you make it death well rest your soul away
so don t burn your bridges woman
It s the kind that leaves me alone, i used to treat you like a lady now you re a substitute teacher Mother, it s a broken kind of feeling she d have to tie me to the ceiling
it s the kind that moves on
And this is my kinda love, and this is my kinda love
Talkin to my alter, i owe the man some money so i m turnin over honey Thorns, dreams like this must die
like a crown of thorns
And a dream like this must die, it s the kind that moves on Thorns, dreams like this must die
So don t burn your bridges woman, and if you make it death well rest your soul away
bridges woman
This bottle s not a pretty, and if you make it death well rest your soul away Bone, cause someday
It s the kind that moves on, dream like this must
A couple of years difference her trouble lovin is different?, she s always been given so i can t always make her laugh, and this is my kinda love
and this is my kinda love
It s the kind that moves on, i owe the man some money so i m turnin over honey Chloe, it s the kind that leaves me alone
dreams like this must die
Talkin to my alter, it s the kind that moves on