The Person You Are (Live)

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John Wesley Harding - Pop

The Person You Are (Live)

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[Verse 1] I put my forehead to the door I heard the famous sound of infidelity Looks like I loved and lost once more Yeah, but all's fair in love and war supposedly I couldn't even burst in on you See scrabbling sheets, hear your excuse Give you the evil eye or verbal abuse [Chorus] Why do you do what you do When the things that you do hurt the person you are? Why do you do what you do When the things that you do hurt the person you are? [Verse 2] I slam my glass down on the bar And my problems they hit the floor so gracefully I don't know where I parkеd the car That's okay, tonight I'm on the town without me Tonight it's just mе and my evil twin The one who slips one more drink in The one who slips away when I start sinking [Chorus] Why do you do what you do When the things that you do hurt the person you are? Why do you do what you do When the things that you do hurt the person you are? [Post-Chorus] They hurt the person you are Person you are Person you are Person you are [Verse 3] I got a job to pay the rent But I can't get back to zero in my bank account I'm always living in the red Yeah, 'cause money doesn't count in such small amounts But I will gamble on some weighted dice Even ending evens would be nice Leaving this casino will be paradise [Chorus] Why do we do what you do When the things that you do hurt the person you are? Why do you do what you do When the things that you do hurt the person you are? Why do we do what you do When the things that you do hurt the person you are? Why do you do what you do When the things that you do hurt the person you are? [Post-Chorus] They hurt the person you are Person you are Person you are Person you are Person Person Person [Outro] It's really nice to be at the Union Hall. Thank you so much for coming, and some have you travelled far I know. And this is dedicated to you especially. To the rest of you, thanks for bothering, I suppose, to leave your house. All songs you know this evening. Nothing of my fantastic new album. Oh, maybe one.

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  • John Wesley Harding