17 lyrics for "Is gonna be easy"
I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking
PlayTake the Heartland Take the Heartland with a sense of revenge Take the Heartland and make it look easy Should I kill you with my sword, yeah? Or should I kill you with this word? I’m gonna hide my heart behind the peacock’s fan And keep my friends real
PlayYou're gonna make me lonesome when you go I've seen love go by my door It's never been this close before Never been so easy or so slow Been shooting in the dark too long When something's not right it's wrong Dragon clouds so high above I've only known
PlayI'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend And waste this chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you I feel so unsure As I take your hand and lead you to the dance
PlayI'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend And waste this chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you I feel so unsure As I take your hand and lead you to the dance
PlayI ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking
PlayI ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking
PlayDon't worry (easy you brain), about a thing (do you hear what we say) Every little thing is gonna be alright (Well listen we again) We know life is such a heavy load Well easy don't worry all you life away You saying a lot of prayers to the devil I say,
PlayWell, well, well So I can die easy The devil's gonna make up my dying bed When it comes to bury me Put a fifth of rum in my hand Might as well come and take my soul 'Cause I can't take it to the promised land Meet me, brother, meet me For I have so much
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