Too Used

No good guy ever existed
That's just a thought in your head
No one had stayed, you can list it
No one, not even your dad

They say that miracles happen
But then they live up to curse
If there is some kind of heaven
Please let me check on it first

Cause I'm too used to being used
If you bring me flowers
I won't see the colors
I'll see you cutting me loose

They say that you need to grow up
Before you understand why
But when you grow up, you notice this all
Was just a comforting lie

No one has keys to the kingdom
That's how it always has been
The king has lost all his wisdom
Princess refused to be queen

Cause she's too used to being used
If you bring her flowers
She won't see the colors
She'll see you cutting her loose

And she's never gonna trust again
She's never gonna love again
And she's never gonna let you in...



Credits
Writer(s): Tereza Podzimková
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