The Rural Alberta Advantage - Under the Knife

The end of your aching life,
We're slipping under the knife,
It's never gonna hold us,
Tear us apart when you tears us apart tonight.
The end of your aching life,
They'll straighten your crooked spine up,
And our love grown cold when I'm holding you close tonight.

And the devil's gonna tears us apart,
And the Father's gonna tear us apart,
And our love is gonna hold you tight before it tears us apart tonight.

Whoa, the kids are never right,
Whoa, the kids will never find us,
Whoa, the kid will never fight,
Whoa, they'll never find us.

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

My love is gonna hold you tight,
Alone,
My love is gonna hold you tight,
In the cold.
Oh my love is gonna hold you tight.

The end of your aching life,
We'll hold the mistakes real tight,
Never wanna grow and I never wanna grow when I'm holding you close tonight.

Whoa, the kids are never right,
Whoa, the kids will never find us,
Whoa, the kid will never fight,
Whoa, they'll never find us.

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

Written by:
AMY LYNNE COLE, NILS EDENLOFF, SANJEET PAUL SINGH BANWATT

Publisher:
Lyrics © Red Brick Music Publishing

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