Every Little Bit Helps

This futon I crashed on in college, well, it ain't our bed
But at least it don't smell like you
Patron up on the counter, well, it ain't your red
And them long stems are long gone too
Put that record on, took your pictures off the shelf
Oh, 'cause every little bit helps

It might not get me all the way over you
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to
Walkin' right out of the valley of the shadow of death
Step by step I'm gettin'
Out from under that spell you put on me
And oh you just left, and I know I might only be
One night into your goodbye gone kinda hell
Oh, but every little bit helps

And it's fine if I might as well spin my tires to the other side of town
But at least I'm out of this house
And this dive's tired of playin' man it ain't my sound
But at least they're playin' it loud
Two beers in but a day-long gone come 12
Oh, 'cause every little bit helps

It might not get me all the way over you
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to
Walkin' right out of the valley of the shadow of death
Step by step, I'm gettin'
Out from under that spell you put on me
And oh you just left, and I know I might only be
One night into your goodbye gone kinda hell
Oh, but every little bit helps

Every sip, every drink that girl and her wink
It ain't much but I think that every little bit helps

Might not get me all the way over you
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to
Walkin' right out of the valley of the shadow of death
Step by step I'm gettin'
Out from under that spell you put on me
And oh, you just left, and I know I might only be
One night into your goodbye gone kinda hell
Oh, but every little bit helps

Yeah, every little bit helps



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Chase Mcgill, Luke Albert Combs, James Mcnair
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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