Jensen McRae Lyrics

God Has A Hitman Lyrics by Jensen McRae (feat. Brandi Carlile) I feel like God has a hitman She’s thin, and she’s blonde, and she smokes She lives in a

Just Like You Lyrics by Jensen McRae It’s just like you – put your hand on the stove Say you like when it’s burning It’s just like you to leave

Taboo Lyrics by Jensen McRae I hope I’m not taboo in your house Hope I’m not something you’re scared to talk about Hope I’m not your mom or your nic

One More Cowboy Lyrics by Jensen McRae Mama can I have just one more cowboy Promise I won’t fight back if he runs Some young buck unbroken as a stallion

Your Friend Lyrics by Jensen McRae I wanna be your friend I wanna be your friend But you look like an old movie And you smell like wine and bread

The Rearranger Lyrics by Jensen McRae Drive down Sunset for the sunrise Pulled an all-nighter I could miss it if I blink twice Blue eyes on fire We don’t talk

I Can Change Him Lyrics by Jensen McRae Same old eight-dollar cologne Same old he can’t be alone Same old cigarettes he rolls Same old cosmos, plastic soul Wisdom sketches

Savannah Lyrics by Jensen McRae There is an intersection in your college town With your name on it, with your name on it You always said you couldn’t wait to

Daffodils Lyrics by Jensen McRae Head rush, he still stays while I sleep and lets it go He does cocaine off his keys and drives me home He gets cleaned

Novelty Lyrics by Jensen McRae Call you, say, “9-1-1” All I did was fuck love up again Say, “Baby, ‘member us?” Say, “We know how this ends” You probably got

I Don’t Do Drugs Lyrics by Jensen McRae I dream about you nightly Oh, the things we do, unsightly I dream of you undignified Being kind, so compromising Every evening

Tuesday Lyrics by Jensen McRae Me and heaven used to walkie-talkie, clear as radio Now it seems the batteries are really running low Ever since I learned how deep rock

Mother Wound Lyrics by Jensen McRae It was our third date, and we were in the park It was a Tuesday in the middle of March I said the wrong

Let Me Be Wrong Lyrics by Jensen McRae Trust my gut and belly flop Call the coward just to talk Though it’s never worth the cost To dance on glass

Praying For Your Downfall Lyrics – Jensen McRae You still get stoned to make a phone call. You’re still a bachelor with those blank walls. Keep telling people you’re six

Massachusetts Lyrics by Jensen McRae When someone tells me they’re from Massachusetts Now I always ask, “What part?” I wonder if you kept the pilgrim ashtray If it’s still propped

Take It Easy Lyrics – Jensen McRae I don’t wanna talk about it anymore It’s a blessing but we’re beating a dead horse Fortune tried to drown me some So

Good Legs Lyrics – Jensen McRae I think I learned from you I think I love the girl you made me bled out what hurt from you it’s worthy work

With The Lights On Lyrics – Jensen McRae Got my heart broken I got aggressive Tried to take pride in being defensive Can’t read the room of your body well

Machines Lyrics – Jensen McRae I found wings in my attic One more superpower I’ve outgrown My brother has basketball practice I’m going to hit on the coach I saw