Black Cherry

Lately when I sleep memories play on repeat. Do you remember my satin grade school skirts, Kinky hair and stained white shirts? Late September. My dad was the type who liked beer and Picking fights. No one was ever home. Do We'd eat beans on toast alone. Do you remember? Black cherry, Love is a verb. You get what you give, You learn and you live yeah. Black cherry, love is a verb. You get what you give, you learn and you Live yeah. A pretty lie is better than the Ugly truth. We saw things crystal with wide-eyed youth. Do you remember? Nothing beats as loud as teenage hearts. Ooh la la, Ooh la la. Press rewind on love like you never had a Broken heart. Black cherry, love is a verb. You get what you give, you learn and you Live yeah. Black cherry, love is a verb. You get what you give, you learn and you Live. Now here's a thought, good kids are bad Kids that haven't been caught in another sin. Hard as you try, you can't always send angel Wings to cover my backs. And you blame gravity for keeping you chained like Blame history 'cause my roots were maimed. I keep on smiling even though I'm ashamed. I hold out for sunlight, it won't always rain. Black cherry, love is a verb. You get what you give, you learn and you Live yeah. Black cherry, love is a verb. You get what you give, you learn and you Live. Lately when I sleep memories play On repeat. Black cherry, love is a verb. You get what you give, you learn and you Live. Black cherry, love is a verb. You get what you give, you learn and you Live yeah. You get what you give, you learn and you Live yeah.