The Waltz

Picking at scabs, pulling up pieces
Open old wounds to make your way in
I know what you want, you're convinced you need it
So you lie to my face
Well I see your mouth is still moving but you don't have much to say

I hope there's a new wave that you're running in
I heard your bullshit version of everything
So much for old friends
I hope there's a new wave that you're running in
I know your bullshit excuse for everything
Fuck you, we were friends

Maybe it's better this way
I'll take my part in the blame
But if I could, I'd stop the constant replay
I knew you would recite some half-hearted speech
Where you never mean anything?

I hope theres' a new wave that you're running in
I heard your bullshit version of everything
So much for old friends
I hope there's a new wave that you're running in
I know your bullshit excuse for everything
Fuck you, we were friends

Yeah you love to hear yourself speak, talking in circles does nothing for me
I don't care, you don't care
When will you learn to take accountability?

I hope there's a new wave that you're running in
I heard your bullshit version of everything
So much for old friends
So you're on this new wave, is it sinking in?
I know your bullshit excuse for everything
Fuck you, forever

Maybe we're better off, better off on our own
To hell with old friends



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Writer(s): Jeremy Johnson
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