Three Candles Lyrics - Dolls Of Highland - Kyle Craft

Take it away 

I can't stand to see 

You holding him the way you held me 

Was bound to taste right 

It was bound to be brief 

And as for me babe 

I guess I'm bound to leave 

Fall to the floor 

Your stain on my jeans 

Three hundred miles between me and Orleans 

I'll think of you babe 

I give you my word 

I'll think of you babe while I'm kissing her 

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Because Leanne cut ties 

And Jaybird split town 

And Dally says I shouldn't be hanging around 

So what's there to hope? 

And who's there to please? 

And what's there to love on long nights like these? 

Oh who's there to love on dead long nights like these? 

A [?] shutter eye 

Straight to the head 

And three candles lit at the Royal Frenchman 

It's hard to recall just what I said wrong 

It's hard to recall why you wanted me gone 

So are you passing out? Or are you leaning in? 

That wasted farewell I'm too drunk to pretend 

That you gave him your hand you sweet Southern Belle 

But all that you had to give me was hell 

Oh all that you had to give me was hell 

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So take it away 

I can't stand to see 

You kissing him like the way you kiss me 

He's bound to taste right 

He's bound to make sense 

But he'll never kiss you the way that I did 

No, he'll never kiss you the way that I did