VerseWhen they lBmeave you hDanging like the lEow fruit brDanch you hBang on
And the lBmost cause fEeeling feels the sF#ame
Just know that the cBmold night is coAlder with no lEoving aDrm aroBund you
And the wAind will go a wEhispering my nBameVerseI got a long form letter that was bEetter than a tDake me back sBong
I read it twice just outta spite and gone and went and bEurned it in the backyDard lBawn
Some kinda nerve, you don't deserve a second chEance glance in the bDack of my mBind
I can't deny I wanna drive to you and drive away to aEdd another tDear to your eBye
ChorusB..We get the rain from April to June
Sow the seed and the seed gone bloom
B..You better pray to the man upstairs
You find a tree to bare you and your l
Bow hangin', low hangin', low hangin' fruit
You go and p
Aick me off the branch, there ain't a ch
Eance that I'll be c
Doming back to y
Bou
InterludeB...
VerseTell me w
Bhy's your crazy ass is steady knockin' and a bangin' on my d
Boor
Just take your lies and alibis and all the bo
Axes and the b
Eaggage off the po
Brch
And while you're o
But there on the curb I hope you le
Aarn that you ain't we
Elcome back aro
Bund
There ain't a spo
Bonful of sugar to help the t
Aaste of your own m
Eedicine go do
Bwn
ChorusB..We get the rain from April to June
Sow the seed and the seed gone bloom
B..You better pray to the man upstairs
You find a tree to bare you and your l
Bow hangin', low hangin', low hangin' fruit
You go and p
Aick me off the branch, there ain't a ch
Eance that I'll be c
Doming back to y
Bou
InstrumentalB...
E.....
B.....
E...
F#....
G...
G#....
A...
D...
B.
ChorusB..We get the rain from April to June
Sow the seed and the seed gone bloom
B..You better pray to the man upstairs
You find a tree to bare you and your l
Bow hangin', low hangin', low hangin' fruit
You go and p
Aick me off the branch, there ain't a ch
Eance that I'll be c
Doming back to y
Bou
Post-ChorusAin't no coming back to y
Bou
Ain't no chance that I'll be coming back to y
Bou
Ain't no coming, ain't no coming back to y
Bou
OutroB...
Ain't no coming back to y
Bou
When they le
Bave you ha
Dnging like the lo
Ew fruit branch you h
Bang on