How precise. I see that you finally caught on I am an inconsiderate bastard on most accounts I plead guilty, now that it's all out war Let's make it clear, you were never more than a lousy score We miss out by default I'm not even trying that hard Outside, let's see you carry your own This is no surprise It's not that I never told you We both know I did I'm sick of the intricate confusion you lay like bait From here to anywhere but you (Or where you stand)
Did you really think I'd make a change to suit your skin I don't quite fit your precious little cage
No more distractions Why waste a perfect day On your decay
So this the first time I'm not lying when I said I'm fine Cause I'm sick Sick of being sick Sick of being told what or who I am I'm worth it-every single act of love that comes my way
Did you really think I'd make a change to suit your skin I don't quite fit your precious little cage I will not break myself No moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
