Lake Street Dive - Mistakes Lyrics
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Mistakes
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What Are The Lyrics For Mistakes By Lake Street Dive?
I know the outcome
And I'm not blind I've been standing right here before And I do it every time I never think I lose, But it's a losing game And I'm breaking all the rules Thinking that I'm gonna change Oh, it's good That these men don't know each other I got one who's working undercover Trying to solve my mystery Look at what mistake I'm making now I'm jumping right on in When I know it's gonna end somehow Look at what mistake I'm making now I'm jumping right on in When I know it's gonna end somehow I've told these stories And I've said these lies I ignore what my heart tells me And I break it every time I never think I lose But it's a losing game And I'm breaking all the rules Thinking that I'm gonna change Oh, it's good That these men don't know each other Well, every time I lose one, I can just move on I always find another Look at what mistake I'm making now I'm jumping right on in When I know it's gonna end somehow Look at what mistake I'm making now I'm jumping right on in When I know it's gonna end somehow Look at what mistake I'm making now 'Cause I know it, 'Cause I know it's gonna end somehow Look at what mistake I'm making now 'Cause I know it, 'Cause I know it's gonna end somehow Look at what mistake I'm making now 'Cause I know it, 'Cause I know it's gonna end somehow |
Who Wrote Mistakes By Lake Street Dive?
Michael Calabrese, Bridget Kearney, Mike Olson, Rachael Price
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What's The Duration Of The Mistakes By Lake Street Dive?The duration of Mistakes is 4:08 minutes and seconds. |
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