A Little Bit More

Tash Palmer

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    Mmm

    Coffee stains are along your collar
    But you wear them proudly
    And I love you for that
    Bouncing off the walls
    When you've had too much to drink
    But how could I not love you for that?

    Oh, but I break when you’re leaving and you're closing the door
    And your face isn't close enough to kiss it some more
    And I hate that the sweetest things don’t last very long
    Would you stay a little longer, just a little bit more?
    I break when you're leaving and you get in the car
    And your face isn't close enough to count your scars
    Isn't it strange how the sweetest things don't last very long?
    Could you stay a little longer, just a littlе bit more?

    A little bit more, mmm

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    Lеthargic, starting to mumble all your words
    Through the phone when you're weary
    But I love you for that
    Tossing, turning, this bed always feels so lonely
    You kill me, how could I not love you for that?

    Oh, but I break when you're leaving and you're closing the door
    And your face isn’t close enough to kiss it some more
    And I hate that the sweetest things don’t last very long
    Would you stay a little longer, just a little bit more?
    I break when you're leaving and you get in the car
    And your face isn’t close enough to count your scars
    Isn't it strange how the sweetest things don't last very long?
    Could you stay a little longer, just a little bit more?

    A little bit more
    A little bit more

    Oh, but I break
    Oh, but I break
    Oh, but I break
    Oh, but I break

    Oh, but I break when you're leaving and you’re closing the door
    And your face isn't close enough to kiss it some more (kiss it some more)
    And I hate that the sweetest things don't last very long
    Would you stay a little longer, just a little bit more? (oh)
    I break when you're leaving and you get in the car
    And your face isn't close enough to count your scars
    Isn't it strange how the sweetest things don't last very long?
    Could you stay a little longer, just a little bit more?

    A little bit more
    More, more

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    Composition: Natasha Palmer

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