I’m giving up, baby.
I'll paint you a picture.
Of a girl in black.
Staring at me from across the room, and as we dance.
She's whispering everything I want to hear. But I've felt like this so many times, so what's one more, dear?
Here I am by myself again.
Sweet soft lips, didn't notice it.
You need the rush of what I give, but your pretty little heart it belongs to him.
If he breaks it, I'm waiting.
End of the bar in the corner faded.
But you don't care I fear.
So I'm sick of waiting up.
Seems my love isn't good enough so,
Take those lips and get them out of my head.
You're undressed, his apartment.
I'm drunk, left with nothing.
Don't trust the devil cause she's not who you think she is.
No she's not who you think she is.
I'm getting sick sick sick of it.
No she's not who you think she is.
And I'm getting sick of it, sick of it, oh.
You're twisting it.
Looks to kill and you're killing it.
Pulled me and I'm fixed in it.
You burn the air and I breathe it in.
And you fuck with me everyday.
I know you say, it's prolly better this way.
I only wish you could stay (Wish you could stay).
I’ve had enough.
So I'm sick of waiting up.
Seems my love isn't good enough so,
Take those lips and get them out of my head.
You're undressed, his apartment.
I'm drunk, left with nothing.
Don't trust the devil cause she's not who you think she is.
Take it from me, she'll lead you in.
Lips like hell and you’ll burn for it.
I don't think girl, you can handle it.
And I'm sick of taking blame in every argument.
I’m sick of all the bitching and wishing you'd never go.
Sick of taking your hate with me out on the road.
And if I come back and you're not there.
If I come back and you're not there,
I’m giving up, baby.
So I'm sick of waiting up.
Seems my love isn't good enough so,
Take those lips and get them out of my head.
You're undressed, his apartment.
I'm drunk, left with nothing.
Don't trust the devil cause she's not who you think she is.
I’m sick of waiting up.
I’m not good enough, no.
You're undressed, his apartment.
I'm drunk, left with nothing.
Don't trust the devil cause she's not who you think she is
compositores: Dan Quigley, Eli Sleeker, Jake Cemer, Michael Martenson, Scott Solomon
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