Testo Born To

It’s written on the walls
Feels muscle memory
When your body folds against me
Stumbling down your hall
You couldn’t write this movie
Shit I’d let you ruin me
Ooo there’s nothing I can do
Im gonna love you Like baby I was born to
Dead if I lose you
You can put that on my name too
And I’m gonna love you
Like baby I was raised in it
Like Sundays in the kitchen
I’ll be damned if I miss this
Ohh
Ohh
Like baby I was born to
You make this house a home
You’re all the hanging Paintings
The tin roof when it’s raining
Wakin up alone
But you’re in the kitchen waiting Don’t you know you’re saving me
Ooo there’s nothing I can do
Im gonna love you
Like baby I was born to
Dead if I lose you
You can put that on my name too
And I’m gonna love you
Like baby I was raised in it
Like Sundays in the kitchen
I’ll be damned if I miss this
Ohh
Ohh
I’m gonna love you
Like baby I was born to