In The Rough by Anna Nalick

You say you fell while holding diamonds in your hands
"It's your fault for running, holding diamonds", I said

And I offer no sympathy for that
I hear that it was you who died alone
And I offer no sympathy for that
Better off I sparkle on my own

And someday, yeah, yeah, love will find me in the rough
Someday, yeah, yeah, love will finally be enough

I turned around three times and wound up at your door
Now you say you know all you did not know before

And I offer no sympathy for that
I hear that it was you who died alone
And I offer no sympathy for that
Better off I sparkle on my own

And someday, yeah, yeah, love will find me in the rough
Someday, yeah, yeah, love will finally be enough

I got your love letters and I threw them all away, yeah
I hear you think that I'm crazy
I'm driving 95 and I'm driving you away, yeah
I shine a little more lately

Oh someday, yeah, yeah, love will find me in the rough
Someday, yeah, yeah, love will finally be enough
Someday, yeah, yeah, love will find me in the rough
Someday, yeah, yeah, love will finally be enough

I shine a little more lately

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