Tug Of War
You seem too good
Too good to be true
You're holdin me stronger
Stronger then I'm used too
Don't go out with the boys tonight
I won't sleep a wink
Wonderin what you're doin'
Don't go out with the girls tonight
I will turn to drink
Wonderin what you're provin'
You seem too good
Too good to be true
I'm lovin' you longer
Longer than I'm used too
Don't go out with the boys tonight
I won't sleep a wink
Wonderin what you're doin'
Don't go out with the girls tonight
I will turn to drink
Wonderin what you're provin'
Tug of War
Sweet as Sin
I let Go
I fell In
Feel the Pull
Call your Name
I'm alone
Once Again
Tug of War
Sweet as Sin
I let Go
I fell In
Feel the Pull
Call your Name
I'm alone
Once Again
Don't go out with the boys tonight
I won't sleep a wink
Wonderin what you're doin'
Don't go out with the girls tonight
I will turn to drink
Wonderin what you're provin'
Tug of War
Sweet as Sin
I let Go
I fell In
Feel the Pull
Call your Name
I'm alone
Once Again
Tug of War
Sweet as Sin
I let Go
I fell In
Feel the Pull
Call your Name
I'm alone
Once Again
(after this it kinda fades off while alternateing between The first "you seem too good" verse and the second.)
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