Red Handed Lyrics – Taylor McCall

Red Handed Lyrics by Taylor McCall

Hotel keys and cigarettes
I don’t buy no Marlboro Reds
Found ’em lying underneath your dresser
Cheap cologne and Everclear

You can’t hide the truth, my dear
I’m no priest but I’ll be your confessor
You got a monkey on your back
Black cat got your tongue

Elephant in the living room
Beating on a warning drum
When you cut that grass
Snakes are gonna up and run

Slip out the back and try to act
Like the lord was never gonna come
Something different on your kiss
Didn’t used to taste like this

Barely shy of catching you red handed
Sleeping dogs are gonna lie
And baby I just can’t abide
The way you’ve been taken me for granted

You got a monkey on your back
Black cat got your tongue
Elephant in the living room
Beating on a warning drum

When you cut that grass
Snakes are gonna up and run
Slip out the back and try to act
Like the lord was never gonna come

I’m the monkey on your back
Black cat got your tongue
Elephant in the living room
Beating on a warning drum

When you cut that grass
Snakes are gonna up and run
Slip out the back and try to act
Like the lord

Like the lord was never gonna come
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Taylor McCall Lyrics – Red Handed

Taylor McCall

Red Handed