Cinnamon Lyrics - Singles - Ron Pope

Stale sweat and cinnamon 

I guess she is frightened most of all 

Loves to fly but she's scared to fall 

She's got scars on the outside 

Says they're the worst kind 

And I don't ask 

She turns the lights out and locks the door 

If this is fate count me out 

And never try 

Please never try to hold her down 

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Broken home 

Broken bones 

She never told anyone but me 

And everything seemed make believe 

We both ran 

You can't ever catch horizon 

Guess that's why we've both been riding so damn long 

She says she thinks of me as home 

If this is fate count me out 

And never try 

Please never try to hold her down 

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Hands on hips and lips to lips 

I don't know how much someone could take from her 

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I'm wondering why the truth ain't so easy this time