Artist: Willow Stephens
Lyrics of Artist: Willow Stephens
Lyrics of Artist: Willow Stephens
[Lyric] Friendly Fire (Willow Stephens)
I can’t claim innocence, can’t say it was an accident Can’t promise I’ll be different, if you choose to run the risk again I know I’m gonna cross the line I’ll take your words and weaponize ‘em Would forgive me one more time? I forgot we’re on the same side Watch out for friendly fire My bullets fly across the table And my words, they cut like...Learn MorepopWillow Stephens[Lyric] Good man (Willow Stephens)
Just a whisper of a feeling, watching shadows on my ceiling And I’m wondering what I’m supposed to do Cause the grass is always greener In the life that I been dreaming of I know I should be happy here with you You say you wanna settle down Build a house in some suburban town Isn’t this what I’ve been chasing all my life? A good man is so hard to...Learn MorepopWillow Stephens[Lyric] The Wall My Head (Willow Stephens)
Bang your head against the wall And something’s gotta break You’re opening the same old wounds It’s more than I can take Somethings gotta give, I’m pretty sure it’s me Somethings gotta give, What’s it gonna be? I tried ‘til I bled But I couldn’t break it down The wall, my head But nothing’s gonna save us now My best attempts couldn’t reach the...Learn MorepopWillow Stephens[Lyric] Til the Blue Comes Out (Willow Stephens)
Traces of you, everything I find Is stained with blue, things you left behind Your colors taint everything I see Painted your soul in my memory Until I’m empty of what you left me I’m gonna cry til the blue comes out But you’re not gonna hear the sound I’m gonna cry til the blue comes out I could fill a hundred rooms With the tears I cried for...Learn MorepopWillow Stephens[Lyric] Empty Room (Willow Stephens)
I’ll never hear your footsteps down the hallway Or your laugh as you come bursting through the door Run my fingers through the clothes left in your closet Cause I can’t feel you anymore All I wanna do is sleep, cause you’re with me in my dreams But you won’t be here in the morning There’s nothing left but silence It’s the strangest kind of...Learn MorepopWillow Stephens