Pulchritudinous

I would like to see you try and walk away from me
And you can hide your feelings, erase your memories
And you know it's futile, I'll be there all the time
And you'll find it funny as you cry inside

Have I crossed your mind yet, has it sunk in
Do you dream about me, do I fuck it up for you
And you'll try your best to hide your thoughts when you're away from me
And then soon you'll realise that you're stuck right here with me

It's not you it's me
I wouldn't expect you to stink around
At least just understand

And as time ticks on by, I'll think of you less and less
And you'll hate me for it but you know it's for the best
And I know I seem a bastard, deep down you know I'm right
And you'll hate me for it, but I bet I hate myself more

It's not you it's me
I wouldn't expect you to stink around
At least just understand

Have I crossed your mind yet, do I fuck things up for you
Do you dream for me, do I fuck it up for you



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Bacon
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