Текст песни: Lorrie Morgan - Never Been Good At Letting Go








(Trey Bruce)

I held in to that last cigarette
Like it was some kind of life line
Rolled it back and forth between my fingers
Let it hang from my lips like a kiss that lingers
I guess all my favorite habits die hard
And your love is no exception
It hangs by a thread from a window in my heart
I let it lay there lifeless like a pillow in my arms,cause...

I`ve never been good at letting go
Never walked away from anything that I thought I could hold
All I`ve let slip through my hands
I left scratches on
Cause I`ve never been good at letting go

When I was a kid all the birds with broken wings
Seemed to find their way to my house
And I could feed`em through a straw
Or patch`em up with a sling
My dad had to be the one to set them free,cause...

I`ve never been good at letting go
Never walked away from anything that I thought I could hold
All I`ve let slip through my hands
I left scratches on
Cause I`ve never been good at letting go

That`s how it was when I turned you loose
Your love caught freedom`s wind
Away you flew

I`ve never been good at letting go
Never walked away from anything that I thought I could hold
All I`ve let slip through my hands
I left scratches on
Cause I`ve never been good at letting go

All I`ve let slip through my hands
I`ve left scratches on
I`ve never been good at letting go

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(Trey Bruce)

I held in to that last cigarette
Like it was some kind of life line
Rolled it back and forth between my fingers
Let it hang from my lips like a kiss that lingers
I guess all my favorite habits die hard
And your love is no exception
It hangs by a thread from a window in my heart
I let it lay there lifeless like a pillow in my arms,cause...

I`ve never been good at letting go
Never walked away from anything that I thought I could hold
All I`ve let slip through my hands
I left scratches on
Cause I`ve never been good at letting go

When I was a kid all the birds with broken wings
Seemed to find their way to my house
And I could feed`em through a straw
Or patch`em up with a sling
My dad had to be the one to set them free,cause...

I`ve never been good at letting go
Never walked away from anything that I thought I could hold
All I`ve let slip through my hands
I left scratches on
Cause I`ve never been good at letting go

That`s how it was when I turned you loose
Your love caught freedom`s wind
Away you flew

I`ve never been good at letting go
Never walked away from anything that I thought I could hold
All I`ve let slip through my hands
I left scratches on
Cause I`ve never been good at letting go

All I`ve let slip through my hands
I`ve left scratches on
I`ve never been good at letting go

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