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Текст: Billy Dean. I'm Not Built That Way.

I am not a devil, I am not a saint
Can't tell if the wood is good by looking at the paint
It's not that I don't love you
Some words are just hard for me to say

I wish I was a poet
Honey, I'm not built that way

I know someone hurt you that's all in the past
He was one to hit and run but I don't work like that
Gonna take forever
To finish what we started here today

I just can't lie about it
Honey, I'm not built that way

I'm built to go the distance, solid as a rock
I climb all my mountains to the top
And I won't run for cover
Even when our sunny skies turn gray
Honey, I'm not built that way

Saying it is one thing
Proving it takes time
But the thought that I don't love you
Should never cross your mind

I'm built to go the distance, solid as a rock
I climb all my mountains to the top
And I won't run for cover
Even when our sunny skies turn gray
Honey, I'm not built that way

No, no, no
Not built that way
I'm not built that way