Blackout
Why did I give you the time
It's your agenda and my demise
So sick and tired of being force-fed the same lies
I'm so fed up with you crossing the line
You can't demand my respect
When I've been starving for mine
The hopes and dreams you pretend to keep
I hear you speak like you didn't turn your back on me
I hope you hate the way
You're wasting away
You can't escape, you feel afraid
If actions speak louder than words
What's it really worth
When these bridges are burnt
I'm unstable now
You'll find out the hard way
We're not done, cunt
I'm sick of walking away
Fuck the progress made in past mistakes
I'll take this to the fucking grave
I hope with every ache
Every time that you wake in chronic pain
Your spirit breaks
You'll remember how I felt the same
Is this how I'm repaid
You fucking snake
I hope you hate the way
You're wasting away
You can't escape, you feel afraid
If actions speak louder than words
What's it really worth
When these bridges are burnt
I hope you hate the way
You're wasting away
The hopes and dreams you pretend to keep
I hear you speak like you didn't turn your back on me
You coward
You can't force your way out
How does it sound
You don't mean a fucking thing to me now
Cutting you out
I hope you know that you're dead to me now
You fucking coward
I hope to hell that you rot in the ground
It's your agenda and my demise
So sick and tired of being force-fed the same lies
I'm so fed up with you crossing the line
You can't demand my respect
When I've been starving for mine
The hopes and dreams you pretend to keep
I hear you speak like you didn't turn your back on me
I hope you hate the way
You're wasting away
You can't escape, you feel afraid
If actions speak louder than words
What's it really worth
When these bridges are burnt
I'm unstable now
You'll find out the hard way
We're not done, cunt
I'm sick of walking away
Fuck the progress made in past mistakes
I'll take this to the fucking grave
I hope with every ache
Every time that you wake in chronic pain
Your spirit breaks
You'll remember how I felt the same
Is this how I'm repaid
You fucking snake
I hope you hate the way
You're wasting away
You can't escape, you feel afraid
If actions speak louder than words
What's it really worth
When these bridges are burnt
I hope you hate the way
You're wasting away
The hopes and dreams you pretend to keep
I hear you speak like you didn't turn your back on me
You coward
You can't force your way out
How does it sound
You don't mean a fucking thing to me now
Cutting you out
I hope you know that you're dead to me now
You fucking coward
I hope to hell that you rot in the ground
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Writer(s): Charles Stephens Iii, Jack Tremaine
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