Dan Wilson - Borrowed Lyrics
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Borrowed
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What Are The Lyrics For Borrowed By Dan Wilson?
I know you're not mine, only borrowed
Cause you already belong to her, at least you said so But I'm starting to believe it ain't the whole truth As we're lying side by side, I get the whole you I wanna hold out, but gotta hold on Even though I know it's wrong Cause I don't want to give you back I don't want to give you back You're the best I'll never have So I don't want to give you back But you're borrowed Do you tell her that you love her? Like you do me? Do you make love to her The way you make love to me? Well I keep myself alone in case you call tonight It's pathetic how I lie around And wait all the damn time It's a short hide and long low Every time you have to go Cause I don't want to give you back I don't want to give you back You're the best I'll never have So I don't want to give you back But you're borrowed Only borrowed How much time is left and you don't return? And you don't return? How much time? Oh it's no return, no return, how much time? I know you're not mine, only borrowed And I don't want to give you back I don't want to give you back You're the best I'll never have So I don't want to give you back No I don't want to give you back No I don't want to give you back You're the best I'll never have So I don't want to give you back But you're borrowed, only borrowed Cause you're borrowed |
Who Wrote Borrowed By Dan Wilson?
Darrell R Brown, Leann Rimes, Dan Wilson
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What's The Duration Of The Borrowed By Dan Wilson?The duration of Borrowed is 3:27 minutes and seconds. |
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