Don’t Tell Me

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Joel Crouse - Country

Don’t Tell Me

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[Verse 1] Your door is locked, girl, and I deserve it I've knocked, knocked 'till my hand is hurting sore It's just a quarter to four I'm only late by 8 little hours But I got a hand full of thirsty flowers Now, baby, can we talk it out? [Chorus] You can tell me I'm a no good thoughtless jerk That I'm a selfish, stupid loser and make it hurt, make it hurt Tell me I'm wrong and I'll say that you're right And the only way I will be spending the night Is on this side of the door But don't tell me you don't love me anymore [Verse 2] I ran into the guys on the way here They were all shooting pool and drinking cold beer, hun They only offered me one Next thing I knew above` the crowd I heard last call They ran us out, I left my keys and my phone on the bar I had to walk this far [Chorus] [Bridge] Open the door, I'm beggin' please I'm out here on my knees Baby, baby, I'm sorry [Chorus]

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