"Leave It Alone" lyrics
"Leave It Alone"
Word on the street you're with someone new now
And I feel like a creep for wanting to figure out
Who it could be
That loves you better than me
Oh darling I wish you would spill
Oh what a treat he's top of the line
From his head to his feet what a stand up guy
I guess that it means
You'll finally live out your dreams
Of a castle on a hill
Ohhh
And I can't help but think of
What it was I was so scared of
What a bummer your number's still in my phone
Cause now I fight all night to leave it alone
I can't compete no but I can still yearn
But you're happy it seems so I'm not as concerned
I just wish it played out
A little different from now
But from the looks of it it never will
Ohhh
And I can't help but think of
What it was I was so scared of
What a bummer your number's still in my phone
Cause now I fight all night to leave it alone
(Yeah I fight all night to leave it alone)
I can't help but think of
What it was I was so scared of
What a bummer your number's still in my phone
Cause now I fight all night to leave it alone
I can't help that I'm still in love
I should've never jumped the gun
What a bummer your number's still in my phone
Cause now I fight all night to leave it alone
(Yeah I fight all night to leave it alone)
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- Waylon Wyatt Lyrics
album:
"Dustpiles" (2026)
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