Replaced
Baby I'm so sick of your name
I used to say it all the time
Now I can't get it off my mind
You pushed me over the edge, yeah
Now how'd you like to see me jump?
'Cause boy I think I'm finally done
Good night love
It's time to never wake this thing up
Whatever it was, ah
(Got my attention, infected us)
(Got to my senses, fucked them up)
Boy you're headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up
You've been replaced
Headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up
You've been replaced
Yeah I found someone new
And now I'm wondering how blind I was
Thinking you could be the one
You never told me the truth
Or anything at all I guess
You're not even that good in bed
Good night love
It's time to never wake this thing up
Whatever it was, ah
(Got to my senses, fucked them up)
(Got my attention, infected us)
(Got to my senses, fucked them up)
(Got my attention, infected us)
(Got to my senses, fucked them up)
Boy you're headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up you've been replaced
Oh, so don't go lock yourself in my brain
I'll scratch you off and let my pain fade
And when all of my tears have dried
I'll be over your fucking lies
Boy you're headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up you have been replaced, oh
Boy you're headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up you've been replaced
I used to say it all the time
Now I can't get it off my mind
You pushed me over the edge, yeah
Now how'd you like to see me jump?
'Cause boy I think I'm finally done
Good night love
It's time to never wake this thing up
Whatever it was, ah
(Got my attention, infected us)
(Got to my senses, fucked them up)
Boy you're headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up
You've been replaced
Headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up
You've been replaced
Yeah I found someone new
And now I'm wondering how blind I was
Thinking you could be the one
You never told me the truth
Or anything at all I guess
You're not even that good in bed
Good night love
It's time to never wake this thing up
Whatever it was, ah
(Got to my senses, fucked them up)
(Got my attention, infected us)
(Got to my senses, fucked them up)
(Got my attention, infected us)
(Got to my senses, fucked them up)
Boy you're headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up you've been replaced
Oh, so don't go lock yourself in my brain
I'll scratch you off and let my pain fade
And when all of my tears have dried
I'll be over your fucking lies
Boy you're headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up you have been replaced, oh
Boy you're headache
Ain't rocket science that I need space
So suck it up you've been replaced
Credits
Writer(s): Cornelia Esther Sander, Gehrke Adam Johan Froestroem, Theo Ninian Dante Droese, Hanna Ida Martina Melander
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