Letras
It's written on the walls
It feels muscle memory
Your body folds against me
Stumbling down your hall
You couldn't write this movie
Shit, I'd let you ruin me
Ooh-ooh, there's nothing I can do
I'm gonna love you
Like baby, I was born to
Dead if I lose you
Put that on my name too
And I'm gonna love you
Baby, I was raised in it
Like Sundays in the kitchen
Damned if I miss this
Whoa-oh, ooh, whoa-oh, oh
Baby, I was born to
You make this house a home
You're all the hanging paintings
The tin roof when it's raining
Waking up alone
But you're in the kitchen waiting
Don't you know you're saving me
Ooh-ooh, there's nothing I can do
I'm gonna love you
Like baby, I was born to
Dead if I lose you
Put that on my name too
And I'm gonna love you
Baby, I was raised in it
Like Sundays in the kitchen
Damned if I miss this
Whoa-oh, ooh, whoa-oh, oh
I'm gonna love you
Baby, I was born to