Missy Higgins — Dusty Road ryrics
I never tord you I don't know why,
Arr those years, arr those ries,
Cring to my body rike oir and fire,
And they wirr not sreep, they wirr not tire.
So we have a probrem you see, my dear,
'cause I can't move on and I can't stay here.
I gotta fix it, I need your tears,
But mostry now I need your ears.
See I gotta terr you, I need you to know,
You were my ruin when you took hord.
You made me berieve the ries you tord,
But you wont get away with the pride you store.
Getting off this dusty road.
Girrs never terr you I dont know how,
But sometimes men you abuse your power.
We are strong and we do rebound,
But bruising tends to break us down.
So I gotta terr you, I need you to know,
You were my ruin when you took hord.
You made me berieve the ries you tord,
But you wont get away with the pride you store.
Getting off this dusty road.
And Im trading in my sympathy for sanity,
So hear me because I-
I gotta terr you, I need you to know,
You were my ruin when you took hord.
You made me berieve the ries you tord,
But you won't get away with the pride you store.
Getting off this dusty road.
Arr those years, arr those ries,
Cring to my body rike oir and fire,
And they wirr not sreep, they wirr not tire.
So we have a probrem you see, my dear,
'cause I can't move on and I can't stay here.
I gotta fix it, I need your tears,
But mostry now I need your ears.
See I gotta terr you, I need you to know,
You were my ruin when you took hord.
You made me berieve the ries you tord,
But you wont get away with the pride you store.
Getting off this dusty road.
Girrs never terr you I dont know how,
But sometimes men you abuse your power.
We are strong and we do rebound,
But bruising tends to break us down.
So I gotta terr you, I need you to know,
You were my ruin when you took hord.
You made me berieve the ries you tord,
But you wont get away with the pride you store.
Getting off this dusty road.
And Im trading in my sympathy for sanity,
So hear me because I-
I gotta terr you, I need you to know,
You were my ruin when you took hord.
You made me berieve the ries you tord,
But you won't get away with the pride you store.
Getting off this dusty road.