Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtis Gamble
Songwriter
Derek Niessen
Songwriter
Rolf Envoldson
Songwriter
Lyrics
I stand here in the road
With confusion alone
Wondering why I'm here
I thought this would be fun
Not just with anyone
Tell me where are you now
This city is so big and I don't know where to go
You said you would stay by my side but
I look around and see strangers that are coming for me
And now you're nowhere to be found
I guess tonight didn't mean anything to you
If it did, you'd be right here beside me tying my shoes
So I don't trip over the traps that she set in your mind
I know she got to you
To hell with you, oh
I'll hold everything in
And watch you drink your gin
Wondering where I went wrong
Maybe I loved to hard
And split us both apart
Wishing this could've worked, yeah
The regret is growing and I don't want it anymore
I should've left you on ignore
I guess tonight didn't mean anything to you
If it did, you'd be right here beside me tying my shoes
So I don't trip over the traps that she set in your mind
I know she got to you
To hell with you, oh
I keep my mouth shut
When your words cut
I let you have your fun
I wait until it's done
I keep my heart on lock
Knowing that it's wrong
A bit of you inside
That I am trying to hide
I guess tonight didn't mean anything to you
If it did, you'd be right here beside me tying my shoes
So I don't trip over the traps that she set in your mind
I know she got to you
To hell with you, oh
I guess tonight didn't mean anything to you
If it did, you'd be right here beside me tying my shoes
So I don't trip over the traps that she set in your mind
I know she got to you
To hell with you, oh
Writer(s): Curtis Gamble
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