Words are meant to be taught Love's not meant to be lost You said that if I'm happy you're cured But I'm not I know you have a delicate fate You're a quiet man but in the worst way I'm not a follower and I won't follow you down
Oh jameson, you've had your fun Stop holding him, I wanna be the one I promise you, I'll treat him right Don't wanna fight, you don't need him like I do I waited in the street outside Sat in my car till my tears dried I'm justifying people with pain Tonight
I watched your fingers point at the blame It's the darkest of grey when you explain I'm not a follower and I won't follow you down Oh jameson, you've had your fun Stop holding him, I wanna be the one I promise you, I'll treat him right Don't wanna fight, you don't need him like I do
I know I'll be okay Don't tell me where or which way you go Find someone else to take my place You want me but treat me like you don't Oh jameson, you've had your fun Stop holding him, I wanna be the one I promise you, I'll treat him right Don't wanna fight, you don't need him like I do
Compositor: Zella Day Kerr (Zella Day) ECAD: Obra #12845159