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Mama Always Told Me (Acoustic) - Tyler Ward
Composed by：Tyler Ward
Middle of the summer where the sun sets red
I'm getting used to these bloodshot eyes and cigarettes
But will I ever get the words
You said out of my head
It's like my whole world been a mess since you left
Put down an empty glass over our kodak
Spinning records that you gave me from way back
And this whole scene's been on repeat
It's the perfect definition of insanity
Mama always told me
There be days like this
Weeks like this
Where I miss your kisses
No one ever told me
There be months like this
Years like this
Where I miss your kisses
Yea packed up all your things into that blue suitcase
But still hoping that your going was a joke April fools day
See I don't understand how people just move on
So I left your robe
And your raincoat in the closet by the phone
Put down an empty glass over our kodak
Spinning records that you gave me from way back
And this whole scene's been on repeat
It's the perfect definition of insanity
Mama always told me
There be days like this
Weeks like this
Where I miss your kisses
No one ever told me
There be months like this
Years like this
Where I miss your kisses
Where I miss your kisses
Where I miss your kisses
