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Hardwood Floor Video (MV)




Performed By: Drew Bancroft
Language: English
Length: 4:38
Written by: Drew Bancroft




Drew Bancroft - Hardwood Floor Lyrics




You used to tell me I was one of your favorites
Now that I'm nothing, tell me, why did you say it?
I'll stand off with you, find another to take vows
Marriages and carriages if I just figure how
Take me at face value, I think you're a queen
I'll try to give you shivers where my hands have never been

I've been wanting something like before
My lies are not like promises, my wishes never pure
Affection comes between us, the most you can endure

We met on a show floor. We met in a parlor
We met in a net, who's to call you a martyr
We've loved in a cart and loved on a whim
We've never loved together, love, without thinking of him
I've been wanting something like before
Satisfaction guaranteed if you never ask for more
I've never been your beauty queen, so never call me whore

You hold the key to the door
Like, you went to the hardware store and asked them to make you a thousand
What good's a padlock if you just hand out the key
You give out the key with no regard for me

I've been wanting something like before
Take me to your holy place, I'll follow ever more
Take me in your cold embrace. Warm me on your hardwood floor
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You used to tell me I was one of your favorites
Now that I'm nothing, tell me, why did you say it?
I'll stand off with you, find another to take vows
Marriages and carriages if I just figure how
Take me at face value, I think you're a queen
I'll try to give you shivers where my hands have never been

I've been wanting something like before
My lies are not like promises, my wishes never pure
Affection comes between us, the most you can endure

We met on a show floor. We met in a parlor
We met in a net, who's to call you a martyr
We've loved in a cart and loved on a whim
We've never loved together, love, without thinking of him
I've been wanting something like before
Satisfaction guaranteed if you never ask for more
I've never been your beauty queen, so never call me whore

You hold the key to the door
Like, you went to the hardware store and asked them to make you a thousand
What good's a padlock if you just hand out the key
You give out the key with no regard for me

I've been wanting something like before
Take me to your holy place, I'll follow ever more
Take me in your cold embrace. Warm me on your hardwood floor
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Writer: Drew Bancroft
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