You never do the right thing, but you always know exactly what to say Like telling me you love me when I finally get the nerve to walk away
You only get sentimental when it's for your benefit God! You're so full of shit, saying that I'm your everything And I'm like, "Oh my God! Just stop!"
I'm not your mother, not your bitch Not your fuckin' therapist Not your lover, not your friend Not some ex you'll touch again Not your future, not your wife Not forever, not tonight Does it make you sad, everything you lost? Now everything you had is everything I'm not (Everything, everything Everything I'm not)
Such a classic only-buy-me-flowers-when-you-mess-up type of guy Now roses make me sad 'cause I like lilies, but you don't listen to what I like
You only get sentimental when it's for your benefit God! You're so full of shit, saying that I'm your everything And I'm like, "Oh my God! Just stop!"
I'm not your mother, not your bitch Not your fuckin' therapist Not your lover, not your friend Not some ex you'll touch again Not your future, not your wife Not forever, not tonight Does it make you sad, everything you lost? Now everything you had is everything I'm not
(Everything I'm not) Does it make you sad, everything you lost? Now everything you had is everything I'm notTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
