100 lyrics for "Out of love"

A teenage vow in a parking lot, 'til tonight do us part I sing the blues and swallow them too So hum hallelujah, just off the key of reason I thought I loved you, it was just how you looked in the light I could write it better than you ever felt it It's
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I am breaking through these walls Oh between you and me I'm not giving up I'm not giving giving up So brick by brick On this love The weight of my words Are like feathers from a bird My mouth, it moves but you won't hear a thing
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Warned you about No doubt I'm the one your mama I'm known for taking ladies home And turning them out. Like kissing all the girlies and Making them cry. I'm a wise guy with wits The opposite of shy
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You got a bad case of love I got a bad case of love Boy, your heart is filled with misery People, my heart is filled with misery I live in loneliness, never get no rest Went to see a love doctor to get out of this mess Took a look at me before he cast
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You call me home Oh, oh, I was in you, your heart was in me We were lovers, babe, I believed We were in love, we were in line We were strong but we wither and die Now you're calling me, calling me home Pulling me out of the crowd Calling me, calling me
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Shawty, heard you bad, word? So profane Somethin' like a bad, word, want your love Call me when you can, girl Goin' up, goin' down, in and out, turn around Love you the way you movin' now I might be insane, yeah But I love the pain, yeah Feel it in the
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I'm addicted to you, hooked on your love Like a powerful drug I can't get enough of Lost in your eyes, drowning in blue Out of control, what can I do? I'm addicted to you! I don't know just how it happened, I let down my guard Swore I'd never fall in
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Oh father, please father I'd love to leave you alone but I can't let you go Put the bottle down for the love of a daughter Please father You have a hollowed out heart but it's heavy in your chest I tried so hard to fight it but it's hopeless You're
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Bottoms up, bottoms up (up) Aye, what's in ya cup Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up Pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Throw yo hands up
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