Pour Over

Pour Over - Vintage Culture/Adam K

Lyricist：J. Grayson/L. Hespanhol/A. Polychronopoulos/R. Grayson/A. Kershen/J. Droll

Turn the porchlight off

So you don't think I'm home

I wish you'd taste your words

But you sit at your throne

Drop after drop

Keep filling me up

Keep twisting my arm

Try giving you up

You're pouring over

I'm breathing water

I'm keeping my composure

You're small sins blur together

They follow me home

Did you make a mess

To prove you could

Should I clean it up

Like you thought I would

When you pour over

Pour over me me me me

Over me

Over me me me me me me

Over me

Over over over me me me me

Over me

Don't let me breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe

You can't hear me say

With your head in the sand

That you're taking too much

I wear you like a brandy

I'm washing away

And you're giving me up

Drop after drop

You don't give a f**k

Did you make a mess

To prove you could

Should I clean it up

Like you thought I would

Did you write it down

Did you leave it for me

Did the word bend and blur

Make me weak in the knees

When you pour over

Pour over me me me me

Over me

Over me me me me me me

Over me

Over over over me me me me

Over me

Don't let me breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe

If I give you a flower

If I love you louder

If I give you an hour

You turn it sour

And I'm a coward

Did you make a mess

To prove you could

Should I clean it up

Like you thought I would

Did you write it down

Did you leave it for me

Did the word bend and blur

Make me weak in the knees

When you pour over

Pour over me me me me

Over me

Over me me me me me

Over me

Over over over me me me me

Over me

Don't let me breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe

Over over over me me me me

Over me

Over me me me me me

Over me

Over over over me me me me

Over me

Don't let me breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe