ALIVE

                                                     
                                                        
I was trapped in a never ending maze
Every single path took me the wrong way
But today I broke down the walls
Felt the sun on my face 
And now I'm loving it all

Chorus

I feel alive 
Changing my life
See the world through a different lens
Where the colours are more intense
I feel alive 
Alive

Verse 2

I taste freedom walking in the rain
A sweet sensation every step I take
No more stress, I'm now calm
Breathe in and breathe out
Look up and stretch my arms

Chorus

Bridge

I'm gonna make the most of my time
Everything's feeling so sublime  

Chorus 


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Writer Contact Information

Song: ALIVE
Writer: Priscilla Connolly
Email: priscillaconnolly@hotmail.com
Phone1:00447751933724
Phone2 (if available):

BAD

                                                     
                                                        
That Bad 
De’Leah Shane 


Wish you were late night call
A stranger holding me in the dark 
Some guy that I just met at the bar 
Somebody that don’t know me at all

I wish you were one night stand 
Slip out the back door kinda man 
No I don’t think you understand 
I’d be better off if you were like that 

Chorus 

You didn’t just break my heart 
You tore it all to pieces 
You gave me all the feelings 
Then you took them back 
I’m cursin all your kisses n hands on my body 
Cursin this damn whiskey 
Cuz your memories still got me
I didn’t just love you 
I loved you that bad 

I wish I never saw your face 
Wish you never called me up that day 
That you never found the right words to say 
Wish I never made my bed in the back of your Chevrolet 

Chorus 

You didn’t just break my heart 
You tore it all to pieces 
You gave me all the feelings 
Then you took them back 
I’m cursin all your kisses n hands on my body 
 Cursin this damn whiskey cuz your memories still got me 
I didn’t just love you 
I loved you that bad 

Bridge 
Bad enough to make me want
Turn back time and never love you 

Chorus 
You didn’t just break my heart 
You tore it all to pieces 
You gave me all the feelings 
Then you took them back 
I’m cursin all your kisses 
n hands on my body 
 Cursin this damn whiskey 
cuz your memories still got me 
I didn’t just love you 
I love you that bad
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Writer Contact Information

Song: BAD
Writer: De'Leah Shane
Email: deleahshane@gmail.com
Phone1:6154381366
Phone2 (if available):

BURN

                                                     
                                                        
Priscilla Connolly and Rita Weyls

VERSE 1:

ALONE WITH YOU AND I KNOW IT’S GONNA HURT
THERE’S NOT ANOTHER SOUL WHO CAN SPEAK WITHOUT WORDS
THE AIR IS THICK AS I INHALE THE ROOM
IF I HAD THE STRENGTH, I'D RUN FROM YOU
YOUR FINGERTIPS IGNITE MY SKIN
I  FEEL YOU DEEP WITHIN

CHORUS

I BURN…… BUT I CAN’T EVEN MOVE
CAUGHT UP IN THE SPARK OF ME AND YOU
YOU’RE A WILDFIRE THAT SPREADS THROUGH MY MIND
SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU’D STRIKE EACH MATCH YOU COULD FIND
AND I BURN…… I BURN


VERSE 2:

SO IS IT LOVE THAT MAKES IT SO SURREAL
I TRY, THEN I CRY, BUT YOU NEVER REVEAL
WHAT YOU GOT HIDDEN BEHIND THOSE HOODED EYES
YOUR SECRETS KEEP ME GUESSING AND I'M TERRIFIED
I CAN'T HIDE THE SCARS ON MY HEART
THESE FRACTURES TEAR ME APART

CHORUS

I BURN…… BUT I CAN’T EVEN MOVE
CAUGHT UP IN THE SPARK OF ME AND YOU
YOU’RE A WILDFIRE THAT SPREADS THROUGH MY MIND
SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU’D STRIKE EACH MATCH YOU COULD FIND
AND I BURN…… I BURN

VOCALIZE

CHORUS

I BURN…… BUT I CAN’T EVEN MOVE
CAUGHT UP IN THE SPARK OF ME AND YOU
YOU’RE A WILDFIRE THAT SPREADS THROUGH MY MIND
SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU’D STRIKE EACH MATCH YOU COULD FIND
AND I BURN…… I BURN
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Writer Contact Information

Song: BURN
Writer: Priscilla Connolly
Email: priscillaconnolly@hotmail.com
Phone1:00447751933724
Phone2 (if available):

CAN'T LOVE YOU FOR TOO LONG

                                                     
                                                        
Can’t Love You For Too Long


V1 
Lie down boy 
Right next to me 
No where else 
I'd rather be 
Then here with you 
Between these sheets 
Wrap me up 
And set me free 


CH
I’m all yours take me in 
Cut me loose from where I’ve been 
Love me like I’m all you see 
I’ll love you like you’re all I need  
And in the morning when you’re looking 
And you come find me gone 
Know I love you when I love you 
I just can’t love you for too long 

V2 
I don’t want 
To wonder why 
You don’t pick up 
The phone one night 
Worry that 
Your truths are lies 
Lose myself 
Again this time 

CH REPEAT

BRIDGE 
I don’t need your 
Open heart or caring eyes 
I don’t need your 
Pick me up on Sunday drives 
After all the heartbrea
All the scars and shattered lives 
I do not need nothin’
But your arms round me tonight 

CH REPEAT 

OUT
Know I love you when I love you 
I just can’t love you for too long
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Writer Contact Information

Song: CAN'T LOVE YOU FOR TOO LONG
Writer: Melyssa Corrigan
Email: melyssacorrigan@gmail.com
Phone1:8572104709
Phone2 (if available):

CHANEL

                                                     
                                                        
Remember- swimming in my parent’s pool
When everyone was out of town
And we took off all our clothes
We could only hear the sound

Of young love
No one else in the city
And you held me close
And you made me feel pretty

	[Pre-chorus] 
     	I won’t state the year
	Because we’ll only sound old
	Sometimes I wish you were here
	When it’s dark and cold
	Inside…
  	My life…

	    	[Chorus] 
        		I know you still love Chanel
		Is that what you smell
		In the occasional doorwell?

		I know you still love Chanel
		And you think of me
		And you sigh

		I know you still love Chanel
      		And who you gonna tell
      		In the lobby of some fancy hotel?

       		I know you still love Chanel
	   	And you think of me
		And you sigh


Remember- drivin’ in my car
With your long hair blowin’ around
My hand was in your lap
And we had the top down

And we rolled
Like tomorrow never comes
‘Till it came and went
And now I feel a little numb

	[Pre-chorus] 
     	I won’t state the year
	Because we’ll only sound old
	Sometimes I wish you were here
	When it’s dark and cold
	Inside…
    	My life…

	    	[Chorus] 
        		I know you still love Chanel
		Is that what you smell
		In the occasional doorwell?

		I know you still love Chanel
		And you think of me
		And you sigh

		I know you still love Chanel
      		And who you gonna tell
      		In the lobby of some fancy hotel?

       		I know you still love Chanel
	   	And you think of me
		And you sigh

[Bridge] 
In my little red Benz
Who were we to pretend
That we thought
it would never end

In my little red Benz
Who were we to pretend
That we thought
it would never end

		[Chorus] 
        		I know you still love Chanel
		Is that what you smell
		In the occasional doorwell?

		I know you still love Chanel
		And you think of me
		And you sigh

		I know you still love Chanel
      		And who you gonna tell
      		In the lobby of some fancy hotel?

       		I know you still love Chanel
	   	And you think of me
		And you sigh

[Chorus] 
        		I know you still love Chanel
		Is that what you smell
		In the occasional doorwell?

		I know you still love Chanel
		And you think of me
		And you sigh

		I know you still love Chanel
      		And who you gonna tell
      		In the lobby of some fancy hotel?

       		I know you still love Chanel
	   	And you think of me
		And you sigh

© Michael P. D'Arco
ASCAP
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Writer Contact Information

Song: CHANEL
Writer: Michael D'arco
Email: martiniworld@hotmail.com
Phone1:2135051378
Phone2 (if available):

ELEVATOR

                                                     
                                                        
ELEVATOR
Writers: Drew Langdon/Carey Latham/Roberta Smithline

Piano man’s playin Tiny Dancer
There’s a crowd, but it don’t matter
It’s just us and a red wine buzz, doin what it does, like a black tie drug

Got me thinkin ‘bout the what comes after
Lettin’ go, n'let the night just happen
I don't wanna leave, baby what if we, get a hotel key
-just to take an

Elevator
Watch the doors close real slow
Fallin’ all over each other every floor we go
Leavin’ perfect strangers
Wantin’ some’a what we got
So lost in each other, we forget to get off, this

Elevator’s got its own kinda magic
Somethin bout it’s just so romantic
Press a button up to the penthouse, but, we both know we ain’t gettin out of this

Elevator
Watch the doors close real slow
Fallin’ all over each other every floor we go
Leavin’ perfect strangers
Wantin’ some’a what we got
So lost in each other, we forget to get off

Get the mirrors all smeared in your glitter
Whole city lookin up at us and wishin’
They’d a thought about
Makin out, ridin up and down , on this

Elevator
Make a line’a buttons glow
Fallin’ all over each other every floor we go
Leavin’ perfect strangers
Wantin’ some’a what we got
So lost in each other, we forget to get off
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Writer Contact Information

Song: ELEVATOR
Writer: Carey Latham
Email: careylathamsells@gmail.com
Phone1:6155562261
Phone2 (if available):

FACADE

                                                     
                                                        
Verse 1

I showed a cool front to the world
Tried to keep out of the spotlight 
Like a tough shell built for a hurricane
That was vaguely seen in the twilight


Chorus

But you’ve broken down my facade
You’ve rescued me from the dark
Now the light shines bright in my life
And you make me feel so alive 
Alive


Verse 2

Built my walls so high no stairs could reach
In a fortress around my heart 
I’d been hurt many times before
But with you it was different from the start 

Chorus 

You’ve broken down my facade
You’ve rescued me from the dark
Now the light shines bright in my life
And you make me feel so alive 
Alive

Bridge

Our love has made everything new and I’m ready to face the future with you 


Chorus

You’ve broken down my facade
You’ve rescued me from the dark
Now the light shines bright in my life
And you make me feel so alive 
Alive

--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: FACADE
Writer: Priscilla Connolly
Email: priscillaconnolly@hotmail.com
Phone1:00447751933724
Phone2 (if available):

HAPPY TO

                                                     
                                                        
[V1]
If you wanna get loose on a Friday night
Two shots, Grey Goose, with a splash a’ lime
Get lit and put your pretty little hand in mine
I’m happy
I’m happy to
If you wanna drive donuts round and round
This ol’ little podunk country town
Pull on over to the shoulder
And make on out
I’m happy
I’m happy too 

[PRE]
But damn baby
You just
Can’t save me
That much

[CHORUS]
I’m happy to be what you want
For a day or a week or a season
I’m happy to give you my all
When you call, you don’t need no reason
But deep inside
These blue eyes
There’s a past I can’t undo 
I can be everything you need
I just can’t be 
Happy, too
Oooooo
I can't be happy, 
Happy, too
Oooooo

[V2]
If you want I'll get good with the Lord again
Go to church, go to work, buy a plot of land
Get on down on one knee
Rock on your hand
I'm happy, 
I'm happy, too

[PRE]
Girl making you smile like this
Is the closest I think I will get 

[CHORUS]

[BRIDGE]
I can't get as high as you
But you were born to fly
After all that I've been through
Best I can do is try 

[CHORUS]

I can't be happy, happy, too
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Writer Contact Information

Song: HAPPY TO
Writer: Cassie Leuffen
Email: cassieleuffen@gmail.com
Phone1:617-833-8029
Phone2 (if available):

HARDER THAN IT HIT ME

                                                     
                                                        
Title: Harder Than It Hit Me
Writers: Scotty Spain

[Intro]
Yeah
I saw the storm but I stayed anyway

[Verse 1]
I couldve left when the sky turned black
But I held on thinkin wed bounce back
You said forever like you meant it
Til forever turned to nothin in a minute

Your trucks still parked in that second spot
But you aint been home and Ive thought a lot
Bout every fight and every lie I let slide
Now Im drownin in the words you left behind

[Pre-Chorus]
And I aint good at lettin go but I try
Guess some goodbyes dont come with a why

[Chorus]
It hit me hard when you slammed that door
But it hit me harder when you didnt come back no more
You left a silence like a house on fire
Burned it down but Im still in the wire
You were the flame and I was the whiskey
We both burned out but it still stings in me
Love didnt kill me but damn it nearly did me
And it hit me hard
But not harder than it hit me

[Verse 2]
I still see your coat on the back porch chair
Still hear your laugh like its in the air
Friends say Im better off maybe thats true
But better off still feels worse without you

[Pre-Chorus]
You drove off like you knew where to go
But baby Im stuck still losin control

[Chorus]
It hit me hard when you slammed that door
But it hit me harder when you didnt come back no more
You left a silence like a house on fire
Burned it down but Im still in the wire
You were the flame and I was the whiskey
We both burned out but it still stings in me
Love didnt kill me but damn it nearly did me
And it hit me hard
But not harder than it hit me

[Bridge]
And maybe someday Ill say thank you
For teachin me what love dont do
You showed me what I shouldnt chase
By leavin nothin in your place

[Final Chorus]
It hit me hard when you said goodbye
But it hit me harder every sleepless night
You left a silence like a house on fire
Burned it down but Im still in the wire
You were the flame and I was the whiskey
We both burned out but it still stings in me
Love didnt kill me but damn it nearly did me
And it hit me hard
Yeah it hit me hard
But not harder than it hit me

[Outro]
I shouldve ran
But I never saw the end
Til it hit me

© 2025 Scotty Spain / Built Like That Music (BMI)
All rights reserved.
Contact: scottyspainmusic@gmail.com | (940) 297-5001
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Writer Contact Information

Song: HARDER THAN IT HIT ME
Writer: Scotty Spain
Email: scottyspainmusic@gmail.com
Phone1:9402975001
Phone2 (if available):9402975001

HELL OF A TIME TO BE HONEST

                                                     
                                                        
Title: Hell of a Time to Be Honest
Writers: Scotty Spain

[Verse 1]
Tires spinning on truth like a backstreet burnout
Guess I finally ran outta ways to lie
She said dont sugarcoat it just spit it all out
And I did with a Miller High Life

[Pre-Chorus]
Now shes packin up pain in a camo duffel
And Im sittin here drowning in my own trouble

[Chorus]
Its a hell of a time to be honest
When the damage is done and the whiskeys gone
I swore Id change yeah I promised
Now its just me and this messed up song
Truth hit hard like a ten pound comet
Wish Id lied like I always do
But I picked the wrong night the wrong fight the wrong line
Its a hell of a time to be honest

[Verse 2]
Cracked dash gas light and a half dead lighter
Like the last damn nerve she had with me
I could chase her down but whats the point of trying
I only speak up when its too late to speak

[Pre-Chorus]
She said you only get brave when your backs to the wall
Now Im talkin to a ghost through a half drunk call

[Chorus]
Its a hell of a time to be honest
When the damage is done and the whiskeys gone
I swore Id change yeah I promised
Now its just me and this messed up song
Truth hit hard like a ten pound comet
Wish Id lied like I always do
But I picked the wrong night the wrong fight the wrong line
Its a hell of a time to be honest

[Bridge]
A little too late a little too real
She was the fire I was the steel
Now that shes gone I finally feel
Every word I shoulda held back

[Final Chorus]
Its a hell of a time to be honest
Now theres nothin left but the mess I made
Guess I finally got what I wanted
Truth too sharp for a heart to save
It burned like a match and I couldnt stop it
Wish Id lied like I always do
But I picked the wrong night the wrong fight the wrong line
Yeah its a hell of a time to be honest

[Outro]
Now I know what a fool looks like
Staring at the taillights in the cold moonlight
Hell of a time hell of a time to be honest

© 2025 Scotty Spain / Built Like That Music (BMI)
All rights reserved.
Contact: scottyspainmusic@gmail.com | (940) 297-5001
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Writer Contact Information

Song: HELL OF A TIME TO BE HONEST
Writer: Scotty Spain
Email: scottyspainmusic@gmail.com
Phone1:9402975001
Phone2 (if available):9402975001

HER BIBLE'S STILL OPEN (LYRIC ONLY)

                                                     
                                                        
Her Bible’s Still Open
(Writer: Erica Ellis)

[Verse 1]
I’d known she only had six months
For five and a half months now
I’d been getting myself ready
As much as I could anyhow

Thought I knew what it would be like
How time would stand still  
The colors would bleed out
The world would start to tilt

[Pre-chorus]
But this is harder than I thought
Cuz everything’s just like it was

 [Chorus]
Her bible’s still open 
To the last page she read
Her slippers are sitting
Right next to her bed
On the mirror her cross
Hangs from its chain
Look around, it seems nothing’s changed
Everything is broken
But you might not know it
Her bible’s still open

[Verse 2]
I was gonna close it up
And start the moving on 
Be tough and hide the hurt
Of knowing she was gone

But then I looked down at the page 
I swear she left it there for me
It said comfort was a-waiting
To bless me in my grief

[Chorus]
Her bible’s still open 
To the last page she read
Her slippers are sitting
Right next to her bed
On the mirror her cross
Hangs from its chain
Look around, it seems nothing’s changed
Everything is broken
But you might not know it
Her bible’s still open

(Bridge)
This pain ain’t going away
But now I know I’ll get through this day 

[Chorus]
Her bible’s still open 
To the last page she read
Her slippers are sitting
Right next to her bed
On the mirror her cross
Hangs from its chain
Look around, it seems nothing’s changed
But my heart He’s a-holding
Those pages have spoken
Her bible’s still open
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Writer Contact Information

Song: HER BIBLE'S STILL OPEN (LYRIC ONLY)
Writer: Erica Ellis
Email: ERICAELLISMN@GMAIL.COM
Phone1:9419321601
Phone2 (if available):

HOLY GHOST IN A HOTEL ROOM

                                                     
                                                        
Title: Holy Ghost In A Hotel Room
Writers: Scotty Spain

[Verse 1]
Pulled off the highway at half past two
Heart still heavy from the hell I’ve been through
Smoke on my shirt guilt on my breath
Stared at the ceiling just beggin’ for rest
Bible in the drawer like a silent friend
I hadn’t cracked it since who knows when

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Don’t know if He came or I just gave in
Either way I let Him in again

[Chorus]
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room
Right there where the shadows moved
Didn’t hear thunder didn’t see light
Just a whisper that wrecked my pride
Knees hit carpet tears hit ground
Felt more grace than I ever felt doubt
No preacher no choir no Sunday tune
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room

[Verse 2]
Felt like the floor was fire and grace
Like mercy found my hiding place
Room 309 became sacred ground
Where everything I ran from tracked me down
And I ain’t sayin’ I’m some holy man
But I ain’t been the same since I took that stand

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Don’t know why He showed up there
But I found the kind of love that don’t play fair

[Chorus]
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room
Right there where the shadows moved
Didn’t hear thunder didn’t see light
Just a whisper that wrecked my pride
Knees hit carpet tears hit ground
Felt more grace than I ever felt doubt
No preacher no choir no Sunday tune
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room

[Bridge]
They say the church is made of stone and steeple
But He keeps findin’ broken people
In the quiet in the dark
Right where He can change a heart

[Final Chorus]
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room
Right there where the shadows moved
Didn’t hear thunder didn’t see light
Just a whisper that wrecked my pride
Knees hit carpet tears hit ground
Felt more grace than I ever felt doubt
No preacher no choir no Sunday tune
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room

[Outro]
Yeah I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room

© 2025 Scotty Spain / Built Like That Music (BMI)
All rights reserved.
Contact: scottyspainmusic@gmail.com | (940) 297-5001
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Writer Contact Information

Song: HOLY GHOST IN A HOTEL ROOM
Writer: Scotty Spain
Email: scottyspainmusic@gmail.com
Phone1:9402975001
Phone2 (if available):9402975001

IT STILL HURTS

                                                     
                                                        
It still hurts lyrics 

Verse 1 
With all these thoughts  in my mind of all the the love left behind 
I miss our past, memories 
Of all of happy times why oh why didn’t they last 
My mortal enemy is those good memories 

Chorus
It still hurts  when I see him, it still hurts to be in 
All those places that were ours 
All those spaces feel like, bars that I’m chained to 
Chains, I can’t break through 
The future wasn’t ours, our past just left me 
scars 

Post chorus 
And it’s still hurts, it still hurts 

Verse 2
With the pain deep inside and the truth that doesn’t lie 
I face our past, memories 
They say love is blind then I opened up my eyes faced the facts 
There’s no remedy for those bad memories 

Chorus 
It still hurts when I see him, It still hurts to be in 
All those places that were ours 
All those spaces feel like, bars that I’m chained to 
Chains I can’t break through 
The future wasn’t ours, our past just left me 

Chorus  
Hurting to see him, It still hurts to be in 
All those places that were ours
All those spaces feel like, bars that I’m chained to 
Chains I can’t break through 
The future wasn’t ours, our past just left me scars 

Post Chorus 
And it’s still hurts it still hurts ooh  it still 
hurts

Written by:
Missy Williams
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Writer Contact Information

Song: IT STILL HURTS
Writer: Missy Williams
Email: missy.williams76@yahoo.com
Phone1:5803801668
Phone2 (if available):5803801668

ITS NOT ME, ITS YOU (MALE)

                                                     
                                                        
 IT’S NOT ME, ITS YOU

Writer’s Name:  Steven P. Richards
Co-Writer:  None
Contribution if Co-Written:  N/A
Singer: Mike Lusk
Demo Producer: Stacy Hogan

YOU CAN DROWN YOUR MISERY
MEDICATE THE PAIN AWAY
COOK UP YOUR SORROW
AND SHOOT IT INTO GUILTY VEINS

YOU CAN BLAME THE WORLD AND ME
FOR ALL YOUR DUMB MISTAKES
JUST DON’T EXPECT ME TO BE HERE
WHEN YOUR TWELVE STEPS WALK AWAY

CHORUS:
IT’S NOT ME, IT’S YOU
AND I’VE GOT NOTHING LEFT YOU CAN USE
I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING I HAD
I NEVER HELD NOTHING BACK
IT’S NOT ME, IT’S YOU

YOU’RE A WILD ONE
NO, YOU’LL NEVER DIE
YOU’RE A LOADED GUN
WITH BLANKS INSIDE

YOU BUILT YOUR KINGDOM
SAT AND WATCHED IT FALL
YOU FAIL TO SEE THE REASONS
THEY’RE RIGHT BEHIND YOUR CASTLE WALLS

REPEAT CHORUS

BRIDGE:
MAYBE I’M GETTING JADED
MAYBE I’M GETTING STRONG
BUT I CAN’T KEEP ON STAYING
IF YOU’RE GONE
AND YOU’RE SO DAMN GONE

REPEAT CHORUS 

Steven P. Richards
Email: steven@ncbklaw.com
910-231-9134
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Writer Contact Information

Song: ITS NOT ME, ITS YOU (MALE)
Writer: Steven Richards
Email: steven@ncbklaw.com
Phone1:910-231-9134
Phone2 (if available):

JUST ANOTHER TATTOO

                                                     
                                                        
Just Another Tattoo
Writers: Adam Byrd/Sarah Motes Ashley

V1:
Some say I got ‘em for attention
Say it’s my way of fittin’ in
But no one ever gives me time to mention 
They’re more than just ink on my skin
Where do I begin
Here on my shoulder says “sisters”
‘Cause family means the world to me
And I got this broken heart on my right ankle
That night in Abilene...when I turned 18

CH:
The needle always goes in deep
Kinda like the memories do
Like markers on a map to me of where I’ve been and my history
Even though I’ve got more than a few
None of them is just another tattoo

V2:
Here’s my guitar that Nana bought me
She showed me how to live out loud
Says right here she’s singing sweet in heaven
She taught me how, I’m gonna make her proud
This broken mirrors my reminder
Of all the girls I’ve tried to be
I am so much more than my reflection
What really counts is underneath
More than skin deep

CH:

BR:
I still got spaces cause there’s more places to be
More life stories waiting for me
I can’t wait to see the mark they leave on me

CH:

© Adam Byrd/Sarah Motes Ashley
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Writer Contact Information

Song: JUST ANOTHER TATTOO
Writer: Adam Byrd
Email: adambyrdmusic@gmail.com
Phone1:740-336-0556
Phone2 (if available):

LAKEIN' IT EASY

                                                     
                                                        
Verse 1]
Got a boat, got a dock, got the bass turned loud
And her bikinis got me thankin' God right now
She’s dancin’ on the deck like she don’t give a damn
Flip-flops flyin’ coppertone in her hand 

Verse 2 
Got the poles, got some bait, but I aint casting lines
Cuz she's shooting Cuervo with a twist of lime
Looking my way laying on her back 
Like take a shot off of me boy don't need a glass 

Chorus
Shes lakein' it easy and making it hard
To feel any breezy when she's looking so hot
Got me sweating like a long neck
Swaying on this boat deck
Burning Like a cigarette
I gotta get me some of that
Daisy duke in a two piece, damn she's
Lakein' it easy, aint she 
Lakein' it easy 

She pops it like some tops she dont miss a beat
Smoking a red with a high noon peach 
Singing I'm drunk and I don't wanna go home
Through an empty keystone microphone 

Chorus
Shes lakein' it easy and making it hard
To feel any breezy when she's looking so hot
Got me sweating like a long neck
Swaying on this boat deck
Burning Like a cigarette
I gotta get me some of that
Daisy duke in a two piece, damn she's
Lakein' it easy, aint she 
Lakein' it easy 

Bridge 
Looking at me laying on her back
Like take a shot off of me boy don't need a glass

Chorus
Shes lakein' it easy and making it hard
To feel any breezy when she's looking so hot
Got me sweating like a long neck
Swaying on this boat deck
Burning Like a cigarette
I gotta get me some of that
Daisy duke in a two piece, damn she's
Lakein' it easy, aint she 
Lakein' it easy
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Writer Contact Information

Song: LAKEIN' IT EASY
Writer: Tyler Porter
Email: Teeporter44@yahoo.com
Phone1:9195212943
Phone2 (if available):

LIKE (POP VERSION)

                                                     
                                                        
Like
Sarah Motes Ashley 2017

V1
You've got potential but I write love songs in pencil
hard to resist you especially since I kissed you
I can't deny my butterflies but it's the fourth day so
let's just say I'm in

Chorus
Like head over heels in like
let's call it like
I'm in like tryin to keep it light
let's call it
la da da da

Verse 2
we danced last night out there in the starlight
don't make me name it
come on, let's just champagne it
I can't pretend that we're just friends
all I want is this and one more kiss, I'm
   
Chorus

Bridge
star light star bright I don't wanna fall
for you tonight
wish I may I wish I might
but tonight
da da da da 

Chorus
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Writer Contact Information

Song: LIKE (POP VERSION)
Writer: Sarah Motes Ashley
Email: smashleesongs@gmail.com
Phone1:8657248624
Phone2 (if available):

NEVER LOOK BACK

                                                     
                                                        
V1
I wanna find a love 
I know will last
All I've known is a love
That fades too fast
And I've been thinking ‘bout
What other lovers have
Not a fleeting love
But one that is steadfast

CHORUS 
Cause’ I wanna love that I know will last,
And I'll never look back, I'll never look back
Wanna break away from the past
And I'll never look back, I'll never look back
Cause’ a love that's forever
That would be so much better 
I wanna love that I know will last
And I'll never look back, I'll never look back

I'll never look back, I'll never look back

V2
I'm imagining
Holding her in my arms
We'll get matching rings
And never be apart
I'll give her everything
All of my heart
Even on cloudy nights
I’ll still see the stars

CHORUS

BRIDGE 
And when I find her
She'll be worth more than gold
Every part of me
I'll make into her home
Even if we disagree
There’ll be peace within my soul
We will stand together
We won't be alone 

CHORUS

END
 Never look back, never look back
 Never look back, never look back
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Writer Contact Information

Song: NEVER LOOK BACK
Writer: Brian Tucker
Email: brian.jt@hotmail.com
Phone1:7192001273
Phone2 (if available):

PRAYER BOARD

                                                     
                                                        
Prayer Board
(Jason Metzner & Brendan Metzner)

Verse:
Just  left the Walmart one hour photo
Got a pretty little four by six
I think captures her essence
35’s on a 4x4 in a sunset 
I’m headin’ home to pin it up and say a few words..lord…
take some mercy on this poor boy 
I either need her in my life right now
or I need to go back somehow

PRE:
To when I ain’t seen her yet, drivin’ by my street
With that tattoo hanging out her two-tone Z
So now I’m kneeling down
Askin’ everyone in town

Chorus:
Can y’all put me on your prayer board?
Imma need a whole lotta Hail Marys to be catching her
Spread the word to your friends and your neighbors 
Just a little thumbtack on the cork’s all I’m askin’ for 
Can y’all put me on your prayer board

Verse 2:
The other night I seen her sittin’ at the bar
One strap loose on her carhartts 
Sippin’ on a double 
Jack with a ten point buck in the back of her Chevy

PRE:
And when I Seen her Next 
It was in her sunday best
White Luchesses with two daisies and a church dress 

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Bridge:
Cause she really is angel I’ll need a different angle 
than flowers and a whiskey pour
To get her to come over it’s gonna take a lot more than 
roses and a Jack on the porch 

(REPEAT CHORUS)









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Writer Contact Information

Song: PRAYER BOARD
Writer: Jason Metzner
Email: jaymetzner@gmail.com
Phone1:9786895925
Phone2 (if available):

RIGHT SIDE UP

                                                     
                                                        
Right side up


We slip on our sequin mini-skirts too tight
Hit the dance floor every Friday night
Wherever we go we’re a party of two
Life is always an adventure with you
But on those days when I’m going sideways
You’re the friend that helps me get things straight

Chorus

You get me right, right, right side up
When I’m headed down or feeling stuck
You flip the script and you show me love
You get me right, right, right side up

Verse 2

My latest crush has got me back to front
Doubting myself when I get down in the dumps
You just listen and you never preach
Pull me out and get me back on my feet
And when I don’t know where my head is at
You make me laugh and just like that 

Chorus

You get me right, right, right side up
When I’m headed down or feeling stuck
You flip the script and you show me love
You get me right, right, right side up

Bridge

For the highs and the lows and the in-betweens
You’re the one who always gets me

Chorus

Right, right, right side up
When I’m headed down or feeling stuck
You flip the script and you show me love
You get me right, right, right side up






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Writer Contact Information

Song: RIGHT SIDE UP
Writer: Priscilla Connolly
Email: priscillaconnolly@hotmail.com
Phone1:00447751933724
Phone2 (if available):

RUNNIN' DAYS

                                                     
                                                        
Runnin' Days
writer Carey Latham

Okay, well

I see your eyes catch me
And I’m caught up in your sexy
n’ i wonder if you’d let me
Love you then disappear

That’s what i do baby
I tease 'em then I'm leavin'
But I got a heart beatin’
Screamin’ loud and clear

somethin’s different
somethin’s different
somethin’s different here

Feels like I need you
Feels like you need me
Right now all I’m wantin’
Is for you to come closer
Feels like I love you
Feels like you love me
I think my runnin’
Days are over

My runnin days are over
Well, okay, then

It ain’t your Versace
It ain’t your watch, it’s
Not the gold in your pockets
Don't care if they’re empty

It’s the hint of the promise
Outshining the darkness
That light in those locked in
Eyes lookin’ at me, yeah

somethin’s different
somethin’s different
somethin’s different here

Feels like I need you
Feels like you need me
Right now all I’m wantin’
Is for you to come closer
Feels like I love you
Feels like you love me
I think my runnin’
Days are over

Lets swap what we’re wearin’
For the sheets
Lets swap all the questions
For some peace
Some forever, no more guessin’
Full surrender, never endin’, all our lonely days are over
No more runnin’

Feels like I love you
Feels like you love me
I think my runnin’
Days are over
Just like that, my runnin’
Days are over, days are over, over
And you’ll know it
Cuz this girl ain’t goin’ nowhere

okay
okay, okay, okay
okay, then
okay, then

somethin’s different
somethin’s different
Somethin’s different here

Feels like I need you
Feels like you need me
Right now all I’m wantin’
Is for you to come closer
Feels like I love you
Feels like you love me
I think my runnin’
Days are over
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Writer Contact Information

Song: RUNNIN' DAYS
Writer: Carey Latham
Email: careylathamsells@gmail.com
Phone1:6155562261
Phone2 (if available):

SECRETS

                                                     
                                                        
Secrets

Style:Dark pop like Billie Eilish

Intro: Cm Fm Ab G (X2)

                 Verse 1
                  Cm                                Fm
Things not said, flying’ round my head 
                    Ab                  G
Words that make me see red 
                 Cm                    Fm
Not gonna let it break my will
     Ab                   G
I’m livin’ with my guilt
           Cm                      Fm
It’s the truth I’ve buried deep
               Ab                    G
And it haunts me in my sleep 
                Cm               Fm 
I should scream it out loud 
                           Ab                    G
There’s lots of sinners in this crowd 


Chorus
  Ab        G
Secrets big and small 
Cm                   Fm
Good or bad I have them all 
Ab                    G
Little lies that hide beneath
               Cm                    Fm
That I deny to keep the peace
Ab                                G
Secrets, we all got secrets 

Verse 2
Locked in a box up on a shelf 
Keep these stories to myself 
The ones that I can’t erase 
Keep me running from this place 
Won’t deny the mistakes I made 
Or the games that I have played
My smile helps me to conceal 
All the hurt that I feel 

Chorus
Secrets big and small 
Good or bad I have them all
Little lies that hide beneath
That I deny to keep the peace
Secrets, we all got secrets

Bridge
                   Fm
Could the truth set me free
               G
Or just change what you see in me? 

Chorus
Secrets big and small 
Good or bad I have them all
Little lies that hide beneath
That I deny to keep the peace
Secrets, we all got secrets
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: SECRETS
Writer: Rita Weyls
Email: rweyls27@gmail.com
Phone1:440-327-6221
Phone2 (if available):440-212-0511

SEND DOWN A RAINBOW

                                                     
                                                        
V1
I meant forever when I took that vow
And I’m proud to be the one she turns to now
But since your last goodbye
Her world’s been black and white
I could use your help to color up her skies

CH1
Send down a rainbow, outside her window
She hasn’t been the same since you went home
She’s aching for a single sign of hope
So send down a rainbow
Send down a rainbow

V2
She tries to hide the tears behind her smile
But there’s no holding back after a while
There’s nothing I could say
And nothing I can do
To heal all of her pain from missing you

CH2
So send down a rainbow, outside her window
She hasn’t been the same since you went home
She’s aching for a single sign of hope
So send down a rainbow
Send down a rainbow

BR
I know right now you’re looking down
Ain’t no doubt that you’re so proud
Of how far she’s come and just how strong she is
So if you’re hearing this

CH3
Send down a rainbow, outside her window
She hasn’t been the same since you went home
Send down a rainbow, outside her window
Remind her that you’re with her wherever she goes
And that one day you’ll meet again on streets of gold
Send down a rainbow
Send down a rainbow
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Writer Contact Information

Song: SEND DOWN A RAINBOW
Writer: Melyssa Corrigan
Email: melyssacorrigan@gmail.com
Phone1:8572104709
Phone2 (if available):

SOMETHIN ABOUT FEELINS

                                                     
                                                        
Something About Feelings
HappyRon Hill, Jeffrey East, Angela Porter, Avrim Topel,

Hey bartender yeah it’s me again
No you can just pour one, she ain’t coming in
That ship has sailed,
I know, like what the hell?      

Maybe I was guilty of loving too hard
Holding too tight, cavalier with a heart
That falls too fast
But that’s where we’re at      

CHORUS:
Why she ain’t sitting at this bar tonight 
Whispering in my ear neath this neon light
You’re guess is as good as mine
Why I’m missing the girl I’m missing 
Something ‘bout feelings and me not listening 

VERSE:
She said it’s over this time, whatever that means
They say there’s 5 love languages, but they’re all Greek to me
I ain’t gonna lie
This time I really tried      

CHORUS:



BRIDGE:

Lost in translation is a version of us
That talked it all out, came out still in love 
You know, Maybe I’m the problem, should I just give up?
Forever for me is unheard of

CHORUS

END
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Writer Contact Information

Song: SOMETHIN ABOUT FEELINS
Writer: Ronald Hill
Email: happyron100@gmail.com
Phone1:18585810341
Phone2 (if available):

SORRY NOW

                                                     
                                                        
V1
Didn’t think you’d get in a predicament like this 
Didn’t think I’d dig until I dug up what you did I did it
Up til now you been the master of denial (up til now)
Can't dispute the truth that's spewing out your eyes now quit it

CH
Sorry, you’re so sorry, so so sorry, now
Sorry, you’re so sorry, so so sorry, now

V2
Snuck up on you and your three friends whispering 
Tellin them the freak positions he put you in you loved it 
Once was not enough you had to hit again (and again, and again, and again, and again) 
Your lust thrust us into the bitter end you did it

REPEAT CH

BRIDGE 
Might be something I’d forgive
If it wasn’t my best friend
You gave it up now give it up no girl you got to go
You gave it up now give it up don’t want to hear you’re so

REPEAT CH x 2


Sorry Now
Writer: Mike Duer
Contact: 412-760-7679, mduer@zoominternet.net
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Writer Contact Information

Song: SORRY NOW
Writer: Mike Duer
Email: mduer@zoominternet.net
Phone1:7244531705
Phone2 (if available):4127607679

STRONG MEDICINE

                                                     
                                                        
Strong Medicine
Rita Weyls/Al Lama/Susan Simonson

Even when they tear you up
You can’t help who you love
Stumbling through a whiskey haze
Won’t win you one more day  
Burning through that whole pack 
Don’t make a memory fade to black
No quick fix you can get
Haven’t found a cure for it yet

[Chorus]
You won’t find it in that bottle
Of those bitter pills you swallow 
No strong medicine you can buy  
The only drug that works is time

Post
Only drug only drug that works is time
There’s no strong medicine you can buy
repeat

Head pounds when the sun fills the room
You’re left staring at the truth          
The first step to your redemption 
Is owning and accepting                           

CHORUS
You won’t find it in that bottle
Of those bitter pills you swallow 
No strong medicine you can buy  
The only drug that works is ti-i-i-i-i-ime

No quick fix you can get
Haven’t found a cure for it yet

CHORUS

Post
Only drug only drug that works is time
No strong medicine you can buy
Only drug only drug that works is ti-i-i-i-ime

Only drug only drug that works is time
There’s no strong medicine you can buy
Only drug only drug that works is ti-i-i-i-ime
No strong medicine you can bu-u-u-u-y
No strong medicine you can buy

--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: STRONG MEDICINE
Writer: Rita Weyls
Email: rweyls27@gmail.com
Phone1:440-327-6221
Phone2 (if available):440-212-0511

THE WAY YOU'D WANT ME TO

                                                     
                                                        
The Way You'd Want Me To - UPDATED
(Melyssa Corrigan, Aron Rosing)

V1
Hi Daddy, it’s me
How are things in Tennessee?
Yes, I’m fine, don’t you worry
It ain’t nothing
Well, really, it’s someone
And he’s got me all undone
And I’m thinking he’s the one
Ain’t that something?

PRE CH1
He asks about my dreams
Wants to help me see them through 
And he makes me laugh out loud
Somehow even when I’m blue

CH1
And I’m wondering 
If I can bring him home?
I thought since you’re my hero
You should be the first to know
He might not be the kind of guy 
You pictured by my side
And if I’m being honest
Well, neither did I

But you can’t change 
What a heart is gonna do
And he makes me feel
The way you’d want me to

V2
Daddy, here’s the thing
I know what you’re gonna think
He ain’t quite the cowboy king 
You thought I’d find
He never learned to fish
But he says he's always wished
That his own dad would’ve lived
To teach him sometime
CH2

Bridge: 
He ain’t rough around the edges
Like the boys I’ve brought home before
And when I tell him that I love him
He says, girl, I love you more

CH3
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: THE WAY YOU'D WANT ME TO
Writer: Melyssa Corrigan
Email: melyssacorrigan@gmail.com
Phone1:8572104709
Phone2 (if available):

THIS TIME FEELS RIGHT

                                                     
                                                        
V1
All too familiar feeling
She and me not meant to be is it me? here we go again
Love is blind, yeah, now I know what it means
There’s someone for everyone but no one is the one for me 

PRECH 1
Blink of an eye
Changed my mind

CH
Oh oh my 
This time feels ri-I-ight all right 
Oh oh my 
This time this time this time feels right this time feels right

V2
All too familiar feeling
Like me she was free didn’t wanna be gave up on it 
Her girls say it’ll happen for you too
She knows her friends do anything to help her make her dream come true 

PRECH 2
Blink of an eye
Changed her mind

REPEAT CH

BRIDGE
At a jumpin’ thumpin’ party
She walked in the sea of people parted
We clicked and ever since our broken hearts been fused 
How the hell did we not know my friends were hers too? cupids

Repeat CH


This Time Feels Right
Writer: Mike Duer
Contact: 412-760-7679, mduer@zoominternet.net
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Writer Contact Information

Song: THIS TIME FEELS RIGHT
Writer: Mike Duer
Email: mduer@zoominternet.net
Phone1:7244531705
Phone2 (if available):4127607679

TIME GOES TOO FAST

                                                     
                                                        
Verse 1
I'm staring at a sand timer watching them grains fall
Thinking to myself how's she already four foot tall
Seems like it was yesterday I heard the doctor say
How's it feel to be a dad
Nows she's starting second grade, and I just gotta say
Damn if time don't go to fast

Chorus 1
It was first words, first steps, first birthdays
I still see her smiling with a face full of cake
You lay down take a nap when you wake up
Shes saying hey dad can you buy me make up
Then it's first day of school, thinks her mama's real cool
And she watches every single thing I do
Tears rolling down my eyes as she walks into class
Thinking damn if time don't go to fast

Verse 2
Sitting here watching her in a cap and gown
Bout to graduate then shes U.T. bound
Seems like it was yesterday we were on the highway
Heading to Disneyland
She was in the backseat munching on Mickey D's
Saying daddy are we there yet 

Chorus 2
It was first trips, first hits, her first kiss
I still see her smiling talking to her mama bout him
You lay down take a nap when you wake up
Shes saying hey dad can I drive your truck
Then it's last day of school, her mama aint cool
And she trys to sneak out a little past two
Tears rolling down my eyes as she tosses her cap
Thinking damn if time dont go to fast

Bridge
Now I'm fighting back tears cuz she's wearing all white
Telling her she's beautiful walking down the aisle
I give her to him and see the happy in her eyes
Thinking to myself damn if time don't fly

Chorus 1
It was first words, first steps, first birthdays
I still see her smiling with a face full of cake
You lay down take a nap when you wake up
Shes saying hey dad I think I'm in love
Then you meet him and you like him but ya won't admit it
Wanna get to know him so you take him fishing
Tears rolling down my eyes as he tilts her back
Thinking damn if time don't go to fast

Outro
You get the news your gonna be a grandpa
You say the best advice I can give yall
If you don't already know it
Ya better cherish ever moment
Cuz damn if time don't go to fast
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: TIME GOES TOO FAST
Writer: Tyler Porter
Email: Teeporter44@yahoo.com
Phone1:9195212943
Phone2 (if available):

UNDO

                                                     
                                                        
“Undo” 
(Jason Metzner & Brendan Metzner)

V1
My pick up the pieces team is out there waitin’ in the drive for me
Gonna take me out and drive you outta my mind
They say go on take your medicine 
Three tequila shots and a cute boy’s hand
And dance his memory away tonight

PC: I got two words into a 
text that I was writin’ you 
but we just pulled up to the bar 
and I feel brand new

Chorus:
I’m hittin’ undo, got no more you, don’t gotta think it through 
Unglued my girls and guns is all I’m stickin’ to
unsealed top shelf coming down 
Raise ‘em up make ‘em touch do another round 
I’m  unwith you here and anyone can see
Losing you didn’t undo me 


V2: 
A fresh drink showed up on the bar and 
from a few stools down a guy gave me a nod
He said it takes a village to drown a memory
I thought back then to the better days
When you talked big game like rings and babies
I’m takin’ this one then I ain’t gonna think of you

Chorus:
I’m hittin’ undo, got no more you, don’t gotta think it through 
Unglued my girls and guns is all I’m stickin’ to
unsealed top shelf coming down 
Raise ‘em up make ‘em touch do another round 
I’m  unwith you here and anyone can see
Losing you didn’t undo me 


Bridge:
Yeah we all make mistakes but
It ain’t hard to erase them 
All it takes is one..
It just takes one click!

Chorus:
I’m hittin’ undo, got no more you, don’t gotta think it through 
Unglued my girls and guns is all I’m stickin’ to
unsealed top shelf coming down 
Raise ‘em up make ‘em touch do another round 
I’m  unwith you here and anyone can see
Losing you didn’t undo me 



--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: UNDO
Writer: Jason Metzner
Email: jaymetzner@gmail.com
Phone1:9786895925
Phone2 (if available):

WHAT IF IT WAS ME

                                                     
                                                        
WHAT IF IT WAS ME 

Written by Melyssa Corrigan, Scott Barrier & Michael Jay 

I took the ring off my finger 
I never felt so alone 
The tan line still lingers 
Like it don’t wanna let go 
Trying to put the past behind me 
So I’m heading back to bed 
Cause this empty house reminds me 
That I’m living with regret 
And everyone’s so sure 
That you’re the one to blame 
And I ain’t spoke the truth 
Because I’m too ashamed 

*(Chorus) 
WHAT IF IT WAS ME
What if I’m the one 
Tore a heart in two 
Straight through with a smoking gun 
Chasing down a dream 
Like you didn’t mean a thing 
Treated us so carelessly 
WHAT IF IT WAS ME 

I thought the grass would be greener 
Under bluer skies 
A foolish self-deceiver 
Full of stars in my eyes 

Making you the enemy 
Was such an easy out 
Now I’m left with nothing 
But the shadows of my doubts

(Repeat Chorus)*  


c 2025 Rhythm Addiction (BMI)
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: WHAT IF IT WAS ME
Writer: Melyssa Corrigan
Email: melyssacorrigan@gmail.com
Phone1:8572104709
Phone2 (if available):

WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE

                                                     
                                                        
[verse1]
Been a year or more
Since I felt like drivin’ to the shore
Close my eyes
And let me get your door

[catchy hook]
We can do a little this and that
Where can I pick you up at?
Come on, take a little tour.

[Tension-Building Pre-Chorus]
I believe in miracles, and magic, intuition…
 Baby take a chance 
Put down your suspicion.

[Chorus] 
[Dramatic Twist]
What’s wrong with this picture?
 Somebody ripped a hole 
 In my heart…

What’s wrong with this picture?
Somebody went and tore it all apart…

It’s sad, but it’s true
Somebody ripped a hole
And the only thing that’s missing…
Could be you.

So, what you gonna do?

[verse2]
I am feelin’ great
There’s no need to hesitate
Close you eyes
And let me tell you more

[catchy hook]
We can take a little ride with sound
Music up, and top down
Or the other way around

[Tension-Building Pre-Chorus]
I believe in miracles, and magic, intuition…
 Baby take a chance 
 Put down your suspicion.

[Chorus] 
[Dramatic Twist]
What’s wrong with this picture?
 Somebody ripped a hole 
In my heart…

What’s wrong with this picture?
Somebody went and tore it all apart…

It’s sad, but it’s true
Somebody ripped a hole
And the only thing that’s missing…
Could be you.


[Chorus] 
[Dramatic Twist]
What’s wrong with this picture?
 Somebody ripped a hole 
In my heart…

What’s wrong with this picture?
Somebody went and tore it all apart…

It’s sad, but it’s true
Somebody ripped a hole
And the only thing that’s missing…
Could be you.

© Michael P. D'Arco ASCAP
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE
Writer: Michael D'arco
Email: martiniworld@hotmail.com
Phone1:2135051378
Phone2 (if available):

WHEN IT AIN'T SUNDAY

                                                     
                                                        
When It Ain't Sunday
Writer : Carey Latham

She’s in the perfect dress and the perfect shoes
n’There they sit in a wooden pew
The perfect family as far as everybody knew
The preacher’s always thankin’ them for puttin’ in their 10 percent
The neighbors praise them for everything they do

Then lunch is served out behind the church
Where a covered dish hides more than fried chicken

She runs barefoot through the gravel til she reaches the mimosa tree
And a dirt path takes her to where the tall pines sway
Where daisies wait like friends that share her pain
And a God she prays makes her strong enough to face 
Who she’s livin’ with when it ain’t Sunday

She steps off of a yellow school bus 
Through a cloud’a red-dirt dust
Will she walk in to a hug or a house blowin’ up
And if so, it’ll be her fault cause mom’s crazy and dad’s drunk gone 
And they’ll both use her to hurt the other one

She’ll hide her weekday bruises cause, 
Lord knows, black and blue don’t match a Sunday bow

She runs barefoot through the gravel til she reaches the mimosa tree
And a dirt path takes her to where the tall pines sway
Where daisies wait like friends that share her pain
And a God she prays makes her strong enough to face 
Who she’s livin’ with when it ain’t Sunday

One day a week she plays their perfect little soldier
The other six, she’s at battle alone, but she’s focused

Runnin’ barefoot through the gravel til she reaches the mimosa tree
And a dirt path takes her to where the tall pines sway
Where daisies wait like friends that share her pain
And a God she prays makes her strong enough to face 
Who she’s livin’ with when it ain’t Sunday

The Monday paper showed 
The house, the neighbors baffled
Nothin but ashes,  in a picture that read 
No survivors, just a set of footprints ……

Runnin’ barefoot through the gravel til she reached the mimosa tree
And a dirt path took her to where the tall pines sway
Where daisies waited like friends that shared her pain
And a God that finally made her strong enough to face 
Who she was livin’ with..........................
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Writer Contact Information

Song: WHEN IT AIN'T SUNDAY
Writer: Carey Latham
Email: careylathamsells@gmail.com
Phone1:6155562261
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WHY TAKE OUR TIME?

                                                     
                                                        
V1
My lucky day, too soon to say   
She grinned and winked waved c’mon have a drink 
Knocked back Bombays, dancin til we sweat
Said feel you and me could be a thing what ya think? 

CH
She’s not waving a red stop sign 
I’m flyin got a bright green light 
I’m a go with my gut type 
She got a dive headfirst vibe  
Why take our time? Oh 
Why take our time?

V2
Next day, filets and cabernet
Laugh so hard could get charged with D&D 
Droppin hints, catchin feelings
These sparks start a fire that can’t be extinguished 

REPEAT CH

BRIDGE
I said while we kissed goodnight (goodnight)
Might be love for life (for life) 
She’s not waving no she’s not waving no 

REPEAT CH


Contact:  
Mike Duer
mduer@zoominternet.net
412-760-7679 cell
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Writer Contact Information

Song: WHY TAKE OUR TIME?
Writer: Mike Duer
Email: mduer@zoominternet.net
Phone1:7244531705
Phone2 (if available):4127607679

YOU'RE DRUNK, I'M DRIVING

                                                     
                                                        
You're Drunk, I'm Driving
(Brendan Metzner & Jason Metzner)

Chorus1:
Late night and you’re drunk
Hittin’ me up
With that I’m so alone in my bedroom stuff
you’re tryin’ my will, makin’ me tilt
Got a shift at 5 shouldn’t touch that wheel 
But I can’t stop thinking ‘bout my hands being on you 
Im no fool, pullin’ double knots, jumpin’ up
Hoppin in my truck 
I’m driving’ cause it’s late and you’re drunk 


Verse1:
In your drive and I see you, tight jeans and a see-through
You on fire like you ready for the next move
Think you lookin’ for wild, a little different  
Wanna take it out of town beyond them city limits 
You run back inside for a minute 
You come right back with a bottle of Jack
You can bet it, we’ll get it burnin’ hot and heavy 
We gon’ hit that gas and ride

Chorus2:
Late night and you’re drunk (I’m drivin’)
Late night and you’re drunk (I’m drivin’)
Late night and you’re drunk (and I’m drivin’ you)

Verse2:
You got your itty bitty skinny hips on the Chevy 
You a dime in the Tennessee starlight 
And now the bottle’s gettin low
Like the straps on your shoulders
So, hey let’s get it gone
And find what you’re looking for 
I wanna take you where you want to go
And again next weekend when it’s 

Chorus

Outro:
Late night and you’re drunk
Hittin me up
With that I’m so alone in my bedroom stuff
you’re tryin’ my will, makin’ me tilt
Got a shift at 5 shouldn’t touch that wheel 
But I can’t stop thinking ‘bout my hands being on you 
Im no fool got the bass up, foot down 
‘Wings on the clutch 
I’m drivin’ cause it’s late and you’re drunk

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Writer Contact Information

Song: YOU'RE DRUNK, I'M DRIVING
Writer: Jason Metzner
Email: jaymetzner@gmail.com
Phone1:9786895925
Phone2 (if available):