One More Fourth Of July
Words and music by Jackson Rohm

She moves mountains, they crumble to the sea,
She hits me like a wrecking ball, Iím wasted every day
Iím such a baby when I donít get my way

Iíve been pacing on the sidelines just too afraid to play,
So I convinced myself I loved her and she wanted it that way
Iím such a loser for living this clichť

Give me one more bright, blue sky
Tell me one more sweet, white lie
Thereís no playing it cool when youíre burning up inside
Give me one more, one more Fourth of July

Moving like a brushfire fanned by the wind,
Up in flames, she burned me again
But I feel nothing under hard and callous skin

Here in the desert, youíre always alone,
When vultures move in, theyíll leave nothing but the bones
Got to keep moving when youíre out there on your own

Give me one more bright, blue sky
Tell me one more sweet, white lie
Thereís no playing it cool when youíre burning up inside
Give me one more, one more Fourth of July

Just another pretty face
One who put me in my place
I sent her running when I tried to make her stay
Sheíll always be the one that got away

I wake up in a whirlwind, itís six a.m.,
I canít lay still, I canít sleep in
I feel like beginning, but I know that itís the end

Give me one more bright, blue sky
Tell me one more sweet, white lie
Thereís no playing it cool when youíre burning up inside
Give me one more, one more Fourth of July