Sunny@Midnight - Pick Up Sticks Lyrics

Pickup Sticks

You got opinions
You wear 'em on your sleeve
You don't mind saying
You don't like me

Nothing I could say
I was feeling blue
I was lonesome
And so were you

You got one
And I got six
Brothers heaven
Playin' pick up sticks

Maybe we were pulled
From the same cloth
But scissors were sharper
Across your swathe

You're gonna leave
I'm gonna cry
Things'll work out
I'll get by

You got one
And I got six
Brothers heaven
Playin' pick up sticks

I cant forget
The way you kissed
The very next day
When I thought I missed you

You heard a rumor
That made you laugh
I was in the church
Signing autographs

You got one
And I got six
Brothers heaven
Playin' pick up sticks