Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what I'm a cold hearted kid, no love I'll take you home but I won't take your calls And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
I've got a problem with commitment But hate to sleep alone so highly prone to bad decisions Should've stopped it as you bit my bottom lip It's just I really think you thought this was something that it isn't See my parents split so I'm a total cynic, don't believe in love I believe in something slightly different And it was sweet of you to take me out to brunch But now my jeans are on your ottoman and I'm about to run Got a show in Atlanta, all alone getting hammered, might've accidentally called you On the road like forever, and it's cold in December, and I know it's really no excuse I'm usually a nice girl, didn't mean for you to be hurt But I'll break your heart and steal your fucking T-shirt You should know in love and war all is fair Got your fingers running through my hair
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what I'm a cold hearted kid, no love I'll take you home but I won't take your calls And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
Yeah, said it was cute the way I'm empty So I deleted every message that you sent me Think it's probably best to just forget we ever met I'm a fucking wreck, barely holding steady Anyway you shake it, you should've taken it as a warning When I told you I was cold, that I'd be gone by the morning Got a little faded, told a couple secrets Like how I only like you on the weekends Flying straight to Chicago, everyday feeling hollow Churn it out, I don't wanna get close nah Surprise me with the presents, so like right away I'm trying to get the fuck up out of your zip code ah You got a real job, and a nice apartment, you're perfect I got a dozen numbers stuffed inside my purse yeah You should know in love and war all is fair Watch your fingers running through my hair
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what I'm a cold hearted kid, no love I'll take you home but I won't take your calls And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
Ducking under door frames, order even more drinks Wonder if I'll ever know the pleasure of a sure thing Lately I feel sick, reeling from real shit Got a bunch of problems that I just don't want to deal with So I'm wallowing all alone following monotone Voices that keep hollering inside my fucking collar bone Nobody catching me, living like I'm seventeen Pay no mind I'll just be masterminding my own tragedies I learned to never trust a man Heartbreaks had enough of them So I'm creeping down the stairs, didn't say goodbye Could be better but I just don't want to try
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what I'm a cold hearted kid, no love I'll take you home but I won't take your calls And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
