Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
Matthew Mayfield
If finders were keepers I'd still be at home
Take it or leave it, I'll show you the ropes
When you no longer see me, I'll be gone
So much for answers, I don't have a clue
I can hear ya, you're calling from outside my room
You're still locked inside me, holding on
So I take what I can get
So I take what I can get
I'll break out your windows, I don't need a key
Show me your doubts and I'll make you believe
Yeah, you're still here to haunt me, you ain't gone
So I take what I can get
So I take what I can get
If you are coming home, I'll be out on my own
I don't need you to give me back the open wounds
But if you start to shed your skin, naked heart wearing thin
When you call I'll be here once again