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Ska / Reggae
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LYRICS
I saw you running around with her this summer, her honey blonde hair billowing around her face. I should have known you were a playa, boy. You’re laughing and hugging and I want to cry.
What about the sweet memories of you and I? I guess none of that matters now. You made your choice.
But now it’s my turn to play this game. Threw me away as if I was trash, and now I’m about to get you back.
What if I shattered your dreams? What if I let you rot in the snow? What if I left you to die in the cold? What if I let you go? What if I did?
You make me so miserable and you flirt with me again, Acting as if nothing ever happened. Holding me close and telling me lies I’ve heard a thousand times, you just tore me apart. Yes, you did.
But now it’s my turn to play this game. You threw me away as if I was trash, and now I’m about to get you back.
What if I shattered your dreams? What if I let you rot in the snow? What if I left you to die in the cold? What if I let you go? What if I did?
Walking around without a thought in your head. Kiss me hello before you hug her to bed. I thought I knew the true you. Do you really still love me? I thought you said you’d never leave me.
What if I shattered your dreams? What if I let you rot in the snow? What if I left you to die in the cold, all alone? What if I let you go? What if I…
CREDITS
lyrics by Janie P. / vocals by Gwen Davis / guitar, Hammond organ by Joe Gilliland / saxophone by Joe Brenneman / drums by Adam Nedrow / bass by Michael Kohn / trombone by Neil Stackhouse / sound engineering and mixing by Joseph Anthony Camerlengo at the Jazz Academy / assistant sound engineering by Jumaane L. and Jeremy Skeen / mastering by Brian Lucey