
Come Over Lyrics - Kenny Chesney
I turn the TV off, to turn it on againStaring at the blades of the fan as it spins aroundCounting every crack, the clock is wide awakeTalking to myself, anything to make a sound
I told you I wouldn’t call, I told you I wouldn’t careBut baby climbing the walls gets me nowhereI don’t think that I can take this bed getting any colderCome over, come over, come over, come over, come over
You can say we’re done the way you always doIt’s easier to lie to me than to yourselfForget about your friends, you know they’re gonna sayWe’re bad for each other, but we ain’t good for anyone else
I told you I wouldn’t call, I told...