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Strings


You make me feel so out of reach

You've got me wrapped around your fingers when you speak

It wasn't your taste in the music you play

It wasn't the way you sing my name

Maybe it was those days, how you knew what to say

Maybe it was the freckles on your face

I'm so far from doubtful

You play my strings and truthfully

I'm loving every chord

I'm weaved within your words

Your fingers strumming down my spine

My body is numb you kiss the inside of my thighs

You're pulling me close

You're sounding like home

I'm trying to leave but my legs won't

And they say things will change

Through the seasons we'll change

But my love is the sun- it never fades

I'm so far from doubtful

You play my strings and truthfully

I'm loving every chord

I'm weaved within your words

Your lies sing to me so sweetly

I wish you played guitar as well as you play me

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