Cinnamon Bruiser
Song by Van Stee
Album
I said I have your back
You need to just relax
Cinnamon will lead you to the water with her hands
Everybody knows
She always comes and goes
Cinnamon will leave before you get to say goodnight
Over and over
I bought her cigarettes
Over and over
She spits in flower beds
Some might say patience
And some might say grace Cinnamon Bruiser
Will cut up your face
All in all
She still remembers Sam the kid In overalls
She left him there to make it big
She took a cab to Lake
To head a word to Jake
He said he'd never leave her
In a foreign stranger's place
Yet here he is at night
Her knuckles turning white
He reaches out his hand but all you hear is painful snaps
Over and over
I bought her cigarettes
Over and over
She spits in flower beds
Some might say patience
And some might say grace
Cinnamon Bruiser
Will cut up your face
All in all
She still remembers Sam the kid In overalls
She left him there to make it big
You need to just relax
Cinnamon will lead you to the water with her hands
Everybody knows
She always comes and goes
Cinnamon will leave before you get to say goodnight
Over and over
I bought her cigarettes
Over and over
She spits in flower beds
Some might say patience
And some might say grace Cinnamon Bruiser
Will cut up your face
All in all
She still remembers Sam the kid In overalls
She left him there to make it big
She took a cab to Lake
To head a word to Jake
He said he'd never leave her
In a foreign stranger's place
Yet here he is at night
Her knuckles turning white
He reaches out his hand but all you hear is painful snaps
Over and over
I bought her cigarettes
Over and over
She spits in flower beds
Some might say patience
And some might say grace
Cinnamon Bruiser
Will cut up your face
All in all
She still remembers Sam the kid In overalls
She left him there to make it big