You Got To Leave Lyrics - A Band Of Bees

Who'd have thought who'd have thought 

You'd get the devil down go his knee 

Holy smoke holy smoke 

Only if you now believe 

Hot times down to the ground 

You're causing a crowd 

The trouble is pride 

And you are pointing it wide 

When it's dark it's dark 

And you will lose your heart 

Pick it up it up 

And go back to the start 

It won't be fair 

It just won't cause there's care 

It's not what you did 

Just the things you hid from 

You launched an attack with my hand on your back 

There's sweat on your chest she said, You're too abstract 

I couldn't tell if it was subtract or plus for us 

What is the fuss now i'm gonna get off the bus 

You gotta leave me, you gotta leave 

When it's tough it's tough 

But who is strong enough 

Don't rush your sons 

Go go go get your guns 

Just hold on back 

And give this thing some slack 

Like I said, I'm gonna get off the bus