18 lyrics for "Every time it comes on"

Everything's wrong every time Pushing on I can't escape Everything that comes my way Is haunting me taking its sweet time Holding on I'm lost in a haze Fighting life to the end of my days And you're so cynical, Narcissistic Cannibal Got to bring myself
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To make me think that There's still hope for us But in the end it's only me Wishing I could be Wishing I still was But every time I think I've had enough He comes around and wraps me up in love And I wind up giving in
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Everything comes back to you Over and over the only truth Drive highways and byways to be there with you And I want to tell you everything The words I never got to say the first time around And I remember everything From when we were the children playing
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This heavy crown To everyone who said I'd never make it Oh Lord weren't you mistaken You can't always please the crowd But I am still not bowing down It comes and goes around And when it's time, I'll pass it proud But bitch I got it now I'm at the top
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First time I felt the words First time I sang along Whenever it comes on I just think of you And everything you do You're my one, my from now on My first love song This is my first love song Ridin' down the road listenen' to the radio
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(Yeah, I bloom) I bloom just for you (I bloom) just for you I bloom just for you I've been saving this for you, baby Come on, baby, play me like a love song Every time it comes on I get this sweet desire Just for you I need you to
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It's got what it takes So tell me why can't this be love? Straight from my heart Oh, tell me why can't this be love? Oh here it comes That funny feeling again winding me up inside Every time we touch Hey I don't know Oh, tell me where to begin cause I
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And no one called us to the land Overhead the albatross Hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves An echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine And no
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Too many missed calls, too many texts I know that it won’t be long, yeah You’ll be like 'Babe, come over' I know how this goes, yeah Talk about you need closure Every time the weekend comes, yeah Damn, I wish I missed my ex Til you‘re gonna call my
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