Trent Carr - Digits lyrics

Shame on you, Shame on you She's got the numbers man, I've got the digits Everybody knows their own pulse is quicken Don't know the answers, while they've got and made a mess Jimmy wanted pistols but he shot 'em when when he got 'em No two snowflakes are alike and neither are the seconds Remember when we're in public, don't know how we ever got by I've got it, now I'm damaged, I'm a discontinued line Too busy getting sick too close Everybody can see the floor Billy wanted d**h, man, shoulda, checked his pockets No two snowflakes are alike, and neither are the seconds Yeah She's got the numbers, you know, I've got the digits Everybody knows that their pulse is quicken Don't know the answers, while they've gone and made a mess Jimmy wanted pistols, but he shot 'em when he got 'em No two snowflakes are alike and neither are the seconds Yeah Shame on you, Shame on you