This old town runs off booze and pills and birth control and nobody says a thing
We tune in and tune out our conversations with the TV screen
Hanging off of the end of a rope coming loose
I need to get back to my roots
To the truth
To the way it feels when I hold you
I need that down south
That soul sound
You spinning like a record
I need your hand in my hand
That eye to eye reflection
Both fights the mad the good the bad
The way love hurts and heals
I need real
Yes I need real, oh
I need your warm skin on my cold heart on a lonely night
Just lay it all on the line
Let it pour out and flood me til that dam breaks
Til there's nothing left inside you
What you love
What you hate
I'll take the real
Leave the fake
I want the sinner and the saint
Give me that down south
That soul sound
You spinning like a record
I need your hand in my hand
That eye to eye reflection
Both the fights the mad the good the bad
The way love hurts and heals
I need real, oh
I need real, yeah
I need that down south
That soul sound
You spinning like a record
I need your hand in my hand
That eye to eye reflection
Both fights the mad the good the bad
The way love hurts and heals
I need real (Give me that real)
I need real, oh
Give me that real