Big Red Machine - Reese

What you shoulda been
What you woulda been
But it ain't no problem now
What's your middle name?
Are you often blamed?
Do you care about the cost?

Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da
Da-da-da

Where's the middle again?
Can I get back there?
Well, I won't let them talk
Well, it's at it again
And it heads to its home
Do, do, do, do, do, do
On the north end of redded woe
Well, I won't be ready to go

Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da

A little bit older now
Out in the wilderness
With some valedictorian
You had wagered up your torch
And then you lost your paraffin
Off the dead stump of the trees
Oh, your head it split the crease
And the ghosts you may never know
You will never mend

I will never end
And I went off then
To the meadowlands
Where your mama can't
That's a boundary pass on it

What you woulda been
What you shoulda been died, woo

Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more
Here we go

What's that supposed to be, it is over me
All before eleven-thirty
Oh, ah, ooh, ooh
Ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

I won't belabor points but I will hit you on the head
I won't belabor points but I will hit it on the head
I won't belabor points but I will hit you on the head
I won't belabor points but I will hit it on the head

Written by:
Aaron Dessner, Justin Deyarmond Vernon

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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