Butch Walker
Butch Walker - Canadian Ten songtekst
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Sunshine, you heal as much as you hurt With regret in my veins and blood on my shirt Sure must have had myself a personal best It takes filling my lungs up with smoke To get things off my chest Now, I'm crossing the border Wasted again With a number From a Canadian ten Oh Mother, oh Mother Why must you complain I grew up alright So don't be ashamed My mouth has been cleaner And I may have lost all my faith Til I believe in myself I can't give my conscience away And you're home with the dishes And I'm out with my friends Placing bets With a Canadian ten And North of the border A sin is a sin When you pay With a Canadian ten I've searched for a reason to not search for you I feel like there's no place I haven't been through I told myself 'don't fall in love if you don't know their name' But my eyes are straight wired to my heart And bypass my brain Sometimes I'm forgetful So I'll start at the end And call the number On this Canadian ten And call the number On this Canadian ten