Texty:
Word A Mouth

: A single failure A little slip A misdemeanour A little trip Does this condemn me Lock me away? Before you turn the key I have one more thing to say

There's a time and a place For you to make your mark and show your face There's a place in time When you must step outside the line So understand what

were. Living on a thin line, Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? Living on a thin line, Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? Living on a thin

I make more noise than a block orchestra I'm stalkin' ya Follow my road I'm forkin' ya To the path So YO! Tell a friend Tell a foe Tell a hoe Tell any

it feels like I'm pretending We could be together somehow lovers more than friends Now when I see you take you out for a date You've hardly said a word

dirt road Jump the barbed wire, spread the word Light the bonfire then call the girls King in the can and the Marlboro man Jack 'n' Jim were a few good

You say you love me But they feel like words to me But this just ain't working Stop thinking, you can run over me Drifting, settling out to a former

I'm from Canada o-o-o Canada the Class makes a sick beat, we call it a classic (x4) I've been around the globe and heard the confusion honestly a lot

frontcha sack, hey It's all gravy, still reaching wit my words And make 'em feel good like the first and the third Take you back when I was sixteen, wit a bankroll Posted on a corner like a