To Eleanor
You should be ashamed
You should think twice
After all these years
After all these fights
You should stop with that
You should change your game
After all my love
You still make me feel blame
You should fix your mess
And let go of my heart
You said you did your best
But worst than you it's hard
Get up and walk out of my life
Take with you all the lies
That you've told, try not to break
Some stuff on your way
Out of my broken, tired, stupid soul
You should just grow up
Can't you see it's embarrassing?
Everyone is so tired
Of your giant acting
You should be with her
Or with someone new
Just forget about me
'Cause I'm forgetting 'bout you
You should find a new clown
Who walks miles for you
And cries of happiness
After you just do
Get up, and walk out of my life
Take with you all the promises you made
Try not to break some stuff on your way
Back to the freaking hell where you came
Where you came, oh, oh
Get up and walk out of my life
Take with you all the lies
That you've told, try not to break
Some stuff on your way
Get up and walk out of my life
Take with you all the lies
That you've told, try not to break
Some stuff on your way
Out of my broken, tired, stupid soul
You should think twice
After all these years
After all these fights
You should stop with that
You should change your game
After all my love
You still make me feel blame
You should fix your mess
And let go of my heart
You said you did your best
But worst than you it's hard
Get up and walk out of my life
Take with you all the lies
That you've told, try not to break
Some stuff on your way
Out of my broken, tired, stupid soul
You should just grow up
Can't you see it's embarrassing?
Everyone is so tired
Of your giant acting
You should be with her
Or with someone new
Just forget about me
'Cause I'm forgetting 'bout you
You should find a new clown
Who walks miles for you
And cries of happiness
After you just do
Get up, and walk out of my life
Take with you all the promises you made
Try not to break some stuff on your way
Back to the freaking hell where you came
Where you came, oh, oh
Get up and walk out of my life
Take with you all the lies
That you've told, try not to break
Some stuff on your way
Get up and walk out of my life
Take with you all the lies
That you've told, try not to break
Some stuff on your way
Out of my broken, tired, stupid soul
Credits
Writer(s): Ana Carolina Vilela Da Costa, Joana Campanhin Castanheira
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