Grace Mitchell

Tryst

Grace Mitchell


The saddest dang story that I ever did hear
About a boy meet girls but the girl loves a man
And she sees the other fella with another sweet bird
And the whole thing burns in a white hot swirl
And then I jumped in the mix, just trying to get my kicks
I didn't know I was the player in a chess game tryst

We were asking for it
We were asking for it
You were asking for the worst inside of me, oh

We got lost in your bed
I was your alibi
[?]
You should let me surprise you
No, I'm not into your game and it's a little too late

God, tеll me what I ever did to makе you so pissed
I was trying to fall in love without falling, you son of a bitch
Only took me 3 months later then the whole thing clicked
I was always just a player in the plot line twist

We were asking for it
We were asking for it
You were asking for the worst inside of me, oh

We got lost in your bed
I was your alibi
[?]
You should let me surprise you
No, I'm not into your game and it's a little too late
It's a little too late
It's a little too late

We got lost in your bed
I was your alibi
[?]
You should let me surprise you
No, I'm not into your game and it's a little too late

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