Come tonight, I'll feel you darkening my doorstep
Step inside, but only for a moment
Grab your case, I'll follow suit
We wont be coming back to my room
We got bills to pay woah
We got work to do woah
We got a lot to say
And so much more to lose I'll tell you
We got hell to raise woah
We got shit to prove woah
We got songs to sing
So I'll sing this one for you
Fingers lock, tighter every mile
In our hands we hold everything worthwhile
We got a little bit of money but our hearts our gold
We hopped a greyhound bus from Cleveland out to Chicago
We're out of ours but I don't mind as long as your mine
We got bills to pay woah
We got work to do woah
We got a lot to say
And so much more to lose I'll tell you
We got hell to raise woah
We got shit to prove woah
We got songs to sing
So I'll sing this one for you
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Come tonight, I'll feel you darkening my doorstep
Step inside, but only for a moment
Grab your case, I'll follow suit
We wont be coming back to my room
We got bills to pay woah
We got work to do woah
We got a lot to say
And so much more to lose I'll tell you
We got hell to raise woah
We got shit to prove woah
We got songs to sing
So I'll sing this one for you
Fingers lock, tighter every mile
In our hands we hold everything worthwhile
We got a little bit of money but our hearts our gold
We hopped a greyhound bus from Cleveland out to Chicago
We're out of ours but I don't mind as long as your mine
We got bills to pay woah
We got work to do woah
We got a lot to say
And so much more to lose I'll tell you
We got hell to raise woah
We got shit to prove woah
We got songs to sing
So I'll sing this one for you
Step inside, but only for a moment
Grab your case, I'll follow suit
We wont be coming back to my room
We got bills to pay woah
We got work to do woah
We got a lot to say
And so much more to lose I'll tell you
We got hell to raise woah
We got shit to prove woah
We got songs to sing
So I'll sing this one for you
Fingers lock, tighter every mile
In our hands we hold everything worthwhile
We got a little bit of money but our hearts our gold
We hopped a greyhound bus from Cleveland out to Chicago
We're out of ours but I don't mind as long as your mine
We got bills to pay woah
We got work to do woah
We got a lot to say
And so much more to lose I'll tell you
We got hell to raise woah
We got shit to prove woah
We got songs to sing
So I'll sing this one for you
Writer: Hallie Hertrick
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