Breaking Up
You can call me on my phone
But I'm breaking up
Truth is that I've had enough
Now I've called your bluff
So walk away in your own handcuffs
It's been a long time waitin'
But I'm not playing no more
Fed up of suffocating
Unpredictable lies
Should be treated like they're a crime
Under this roof that is breakin'
Acting like a clown
In a circus only entertaining you
Now your not around
I let the sound of silence breakdown
The facts you usually
Would drown out
All the excuses that had me fooled
You can call me on my phone
But I'm breaking up
Truth is that I've had enough
Now I've called your bluff
So walk away in your own handcuffs
It's been a long time waitin'
But I'm not playing no more
I saw the best in you
Let you hold my hand
Hide your lies inside my handbag
Under the spell you induce
Acting like a man but
Thinking like a boy whos got tattoos
When I shut you down
You never seem to wash your hands
The grief is dripping
I take account
Of all the little things that you dragged me through
You can call me on my phone
But I'm breaking up
Truth is that I've had enough
Now I've called your bluff
So walk away in your own handcuffs
It's been a long time waitin'
But I'm not playing no more
You can call me on my phone
But I'm breaking up
Truth is that I've had enough
Now I've called your bluff
So walk away in your own handcuffs
It's been a long time waitin'
But I'm not playing no more
But I'm breaking up
Truth is that I've had enough
Now I've called your bluff
So walk away in your own handcuffs
It's been a long time waitin'
But I'm not playing no more
Fed up of suffocating
Unpredictable lies
Should be treated like they're a crime
Under this roof that is breakin'
Acting like a clown
In a circus only entertaining you
Now your not around
I let the sound of silence breakdown
The facts you usually
Would drown out
All the excuses that had me fooled
You can call me on my phone
But I'm breaking up
Truth is that I've had enough
Now I've called your bluff
So walk away in your own handcuffs
It's been a long time waitin'
But I'm not playing no more
I saw the best in you
Let you hold my hand
Hide your lies inside my handbag
Under the spell you induce
Acting like a man but
Thinking like a boy whos got tattoos
When I shut you down
You never seem to wash your hands
The grief is dripping
I take account
Of all the little things that you dragged me through
You can call me on my phone
But I'm breaking up
Truth is that I've had enough
Now I've called your bluff
So walk away in your own handcuffs
It's been a long time waitin'
But I'm not playing no more
You can call me on my phone
But I'm breaking up
Truth is that I've had enough
Now I've called your bluff
So walk away in your own handcuffs
It's been a long time waitin'
But I'm not playing no more
Credits
Writer(s): Emma Mary Alice Cannon, Bradley Jay Zeegers, Yves Straatman
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