George Ryan - Get Through lyrics

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George Ryan - Get Through lyrics

We used to talk for hours You left me all alone Now that I'm in power You see me on the throne You always wanted to be queen, girl But you're missing a gla** shoe How does it feel girl? How does it feel girl? How does it feel? We had it all thought we'd make it through You had my number now you can't get through Can't get through We had it all thought we'd make it through You had my number now you can't get through Can't get through You still think about me don't ya? Wishing now that we could be closer We can be together when I'm sober That's never baby its over I'm writing hits like Elvis Never home my friends think I'm selfish Cuz I wan't more rings than the Celtics Sold out shows can't sell tickets Only way out for me is this rap I excel at sh** that you lack How does it feel to want me back? How does it feel to want me back? You don't know, you don't wanna know Why you can't get through to me on your phone You don't know, you don't wanna know Why you can't get through to me on your phone To me on your phone We had it all thought we'd make it through You had my number now you can't get through Can't get through We had it all thought we'd make it through You had my number now you can't get through Can't get through You still think about me don't ya? Wonder why I hang with these vultures You still think about me don't ya? Wonder why I hang with these vultures You still think about me don't ya? Wonder why I hang with these vultures You still think about me don't ya? Wonder why I hang with these vultures Missing out on life to live my dreams Wonder why I do and say these things Hanging out in the club and shady scenes I'll die for music, need silver screens I'm about to lose it, want the cities keys Mama told me to wait and meet A girl who sweeps me off my feet A girl who makes my life complete I see you settle, I know you weak I know you better than you know yourselves Toss hard earn coins into wishing wells You want a deal with no album sales Want to be like me but I'm in hell I'm losing friends as I lose myself I'm wasting ends popping all these pills