Letra de Pine Barrens - Jakey

And he's willing to do whatever it takes to give first love a second ch—

I could be the one to take you home

Late nights, staring at your phone

I could make you feel like you're in love

I could be the one to make you quit

Late nights, when you feel like shit

I could make you feel so damn alone

If you took my place

Would you change my ways?

Would you change my name?

Would you change my face?

If you took my spot

Would you change a lot?

Would you change it all?

Would you change it-it-it-it—

Maybe this is what I get for leaving you out in the cold

Drag my body to the woods and let me go

Paint a picture of my life into the snow

Pull the trigger like I'd never even know

Maybe this is what I get for leaving you out in the rain

Pop the trunk and drop my body in the grain

Throw a shovel at me, yell to dig a grave

Put the pistol to my ear, I heard it say

In the black-on-black or the white-on-white

It don't matter what you wear when you die, right?

In the 605 or the 212

It don't matter where you go when I find you

You can run all day, you can run all night

But in the end, you know I'm always right, oh no

In the 605 or the 212

It don't matter where you go when I find you

It don't matter where you go when I find you

I could be the one to take you home

Late nights, staring at your phone

I could make you feel like you're in love (I could make you feel like you're in love)

I could be the one to make you quit

Late nights, when you feel like shit

I could make you feel so damn alone

If you took my place

Would you change my ways?

Would you change my name?

Would you change my face?

If you took my spot

Would you change a lot?

Would you change it all?

Would you change it-it-it-it—

Maybe this is what I get for leaving you out in the cold

Drag my body to the woods and let me go

Paint a picture of my life into the snow

Pull the trigger like I'd never even know

Maybe this is what I get for leaving you out in the rain

Pop the trunk and drop my body in the grain

Throw a shovel at me, yell to dig a grave

Put the pistol to my ear, I heard it say

In the black-on-black or the white-on-white

It don't matter what you wear when you die, right?

In the 605 or the 212

It don't matter where you go when I find you

You can run all day, you can run all night

But in the end, you know I'm always right, oh no

In the 605 or the 212

It don't matter where you go when I find you

It don't matter where you go when I find you

I could be the one to take you home

Late nights, staring at your phone

I could make you feel like you're in love

I could be the one to make you quit

Late nights when you feel like shit

I could make you feel so damn alone

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