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The Painted Roses - Try To Take It Easy Lyrics



The Painted Roses - Try To Take It Easy Lyrics




So pretty with your hair down falling on your shoulders but you're mad at me
Can't seem to find the reason nor the time to be the lover that you want me to be
I've seen that film, I know how it ends
For all my wishing and hoping I wont believe in it again

The nights get longer but we'll stay the same
Can't seem to share a single moment but we'll always share the blame
I've had that sweet, I know how it tastes
I dream about you leaving and I'm waking with a smile up on my face

I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you're tryna leave me
But honey I just can't cope

Does my talkin make your blood boil baby when you hear me on the telephone?
Does the pressure of my palms make you moan like the drone of the dial tone?
I made that call, my dimes are all spent
Now I'm pissin in the wind, goin out on a limb, with a shit eating grin

I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you're tryna leave me
But honey I just can't cope

I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you're tryna leave me
But honey I just can't cope
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So pretty with your hair down falling on your shoulders but you're mad at me
Can't seem to find the reason nor the time to be the lover that you want me to be
I've seen that film, I know how it ends
For all my wishing and hoping I wont believe in it again

The nights get longer but we'll stay the same
Can't seem to share a single moment but we'll always share the blame
I've had that sweet, I know how it tastes
I dream about you leaving and I'm waking with a smile up on my face

I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you're tryna leave me
But honey I just can't cope

Does my talkin make your blood boil baby when you hear me on the telephone?
Does the pressure of my palms make you moan like the drone of the dial tone?
I made that call, my dimes are all spent
Now I'm pissin in the wind, goin out on a limb, with a shit eating grin

I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you're tryna leave me
But honey I just can't cope

I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you're tryna leave me
But honey I just can't cope
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Writer: Benton Wood, Cole Stocker
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