Lissie - Love Blows Lyrics
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Love Blows
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What Are The Lyrics For Love Blows By Lissie?
I look around and all I see are the reminders of a dream that died
A sort of suicide, a love denied, a life incomplete Sometimes, the best that you can do is just go silent and refuse to lose it To choose your bruises and grit your teeth Find your feet I'm still the silly girl that's singing, I Need your love, I want your love Can't get enough of your love I need your love, I want your love I can't go on without your love But I'm just gonna say it, what everybody knows Love blows And I am stuck at seventeen when all the boys thought I was bossy and the girls could be so mean It's like I stopped growing, ooh, ooh And now the look that's in his eyes, it's not for me Another prize to win, she shimmies by for him and my light goes dim And we, and all the silly girls keep singing, I Need your love, I want your love Can't get enough of your love I need your love, I want your love I can't go on without your love But I'm just gonna say it, what everybody knows Love blows Blows Blows Blows I need your love, I want your love Can't get enough of your love I need your love, I want your love I can't go on without your love Need your love, I want your love Can't get enough of your love I need your love, I want your love I can't go on without your love But I'm just gonna say it, what everybody knows Love blows |
Who Wrote Love Blows By Lissie?
Elisabeth Corrin Maurus, Liam Howe, Martin Craft
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What's The Duration Of The Love Blows By Lissie?The duration of Love Blows is 2:53 minutes and seconds. |
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