Very Cruel


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That's the song that I knew when I was young
About the tall trees in Georgia
If you love all men

You'll be left with none
Don't you see that's what you've done
And now the world, how it burn as it turns
You've been taught, but you've never learned

Just forget yourself
And forget it hurts
Cut it off if it gets too fierce

What it'd be like in the willows with you
We'd be free like we used to
What does that even mean
It means we'd want nothing
But to be a good choice to choose
You're a good choice to choose

When the applause dies and our hands are untied
Will you believe me that I loved you?
What a fool I've been
To beg you again and again
To believe me that I want you
Now we both can't sleep
I see you in my dreams
Lost into the lonely screen

What it'd be like in the willows with you
We'd be free like we used to
What does that even me
It means we'd want nothing
Then to be a good choice to choose
You're a good choice to choose


Writer/s: CHANNY LEANEAGH, RYAN OLSON