Buyer's Remorse

It should have been you and me
In that rickety house, ready to burn
I had to make out that it couldn't be
You were so angry and I was ready to learn

Oh, how the truth ashes like paper
How pleasant is the fragrance?
And my love, for you
Gets weaker every time
Not that you asked, but I'm doing just fine

Singing my song, screaming out to you
In the depth of my soul from blood
And too many times you screamed out at me
Saying things that I couldn't believe

Oh, how the truth ashes like paper
How pleasant is the fragrance?
And my love, for you
Gets weaker every time
Not that you asked, no, not that you asked but I'm doing...
Don't call me, don't write I'm doing just fine
And you know what? I'm doing just fine



Credits
Writer(s): Adriana Cotes
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