Lachlan Bryan and The Wildes - Take It out on Me

Sunday morning keeps on coming up
As if the night before wasn't bad enough
It wasn't clear as mud
I see trouble, everywhere I look
You're not fooling me
I read you like a book, it's understood

Don't take it out on the one you love
Take it out on me
Don't take it out on the one
Take It out on me

You've been foolish, you were bound to fall
You tried to shoot the breeze
With a cannonball
You had it all, now you're crying

Don't take it out on the one you love
Take it out on me
Don't take it out on the one
Take It out on me

Don't take it out on the one you love
Take it out on me
Don't take it out on the one
Take It out on me

(Out)

Don't take it out on the one you love
Take it out on me
Don't take it out on the one
Take It out on me

Written by:
Rob Draper, Lachlan Bryan

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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