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Whitney Wren - This Dive Lyrics



Whitney Wren - This Dive Lyrics




What storm did you roll in on? What brought you to this town
Who left you for lonely and nowhere to be found
There's something in your eyes, the mystery behind that smile
Don't think I've ever seen a halo shine this bright

It gives me hope that I ain't felt in a while
Call it crazy, call it wild
The kind of thing that don't come twice
Yeah, you stay forever hanging on

To what you'll dream you'll find
Looks like the devil played his part
When someone broke your heart
Cause when it comes to love, you shouldn't have to try

I think I knew what he was doing
When he sent you to this dive
Just two strangers sharing heartache
Over a shot of Crown

We spent hours talking about the hurt
That we tried to drown
Took our chance, had that dance
Hit the hardwood for a spin

I never thought that when I lost it
I'd fall back in again
Call it crazy, call it wild
The kind of thing that don't come twice

Yeah, you stay forever hanging on
To what you'll dream you'll find
Looks like the devil played his part
When someone broke your heart

Cause when it comes to love, you shouldn't have to try
I think I knew what he was doing
When he sent you to this dive
I needed someone to save me from myself

Picked this heart up off that bitter bottom shelf
And you walked into this place
And I knew right then
That he don't make mistakes

Call it crazy, call it wild
The kind of thing that don't come twice
Yeah, you stay forever hanging on
To what you'll dream you'll find

Looks like the devil played his part
When someone broke your heart
Cause when it comes to love, you shouldn't have to try
I think I knew what he was doing

When he sent you to this dive
Yes, I think I knew what he was doing
When he brought us to this dive
Thanks for watching
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What storm did you roll in on? What brought you to this town
Who left you for lonely and nowhere to be found
There's something in your eyes, the mystery behind that smile
Don't think I've ever seen a halo shine this bright

It gives me hope that I ain't felt in a while
Call it crazy, call it wild
The kind of thing that don't come twice
Yeah, you stay forever hanging on

To what you'll dream you'll find
Looks like the devil played his part
When someone broke your heart
Cause when it comes to love, you shouldn't have to try

I think I knew what he was doing
When he sent you to this dive
Just two strangers sharing heartache
Over a shot of Crown

We spent hours talking about the hurt
That we tried to drown
Took our chance, had that dance
Hit the hardwood for a spin

I never thought that when I lost it
I'd fall back in again
Call it crazy, call it wild
The kind of thing that don't come twice

Yeah, you stay forever hanging on
To what you'll dream you'll find
Looks like the devil played his part
When someone broke your heart

Cause when it comes to love, you shouldn't have to try
I think I knew what he was doing
When he sent you to this dive
I needed someone to save me from myself

Picked this heart up off that bitter bottom shelf
And you walked into this place
And I knew right then
That he don't make mistakes

Call it crazy, call it wild
The kind of thing that don't come twice
Yeah, you stay forever hanging on
To what you'll dream you'll find

Looks like the devil played his part
When someone broke your heart
Cause when it comes to love, you shouldn't have to try
I think I knew what he was doing

When he sent you to this dive
Yes, I think I knew what he was doing
When he brought us to this dive
Thanks for watching
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Writer: Philip Morgan, Chandler Fielding
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Whitney Wren
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Philip Morgan, Chandler Fielding

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