You Feel Like Depression
Tuesday, I'm reeled in again
Driving through our street again
You ruined my favorite band (favorite band)
Tell me that you need more
Empty, nothing to restore
Lonely in my one room apartment
Sorry, don't say that you're sorry
You're never sorry for anyone but yourself
I can't fix you, but I've tried
Not your type, your fault or mine?
Look what you did, drown in your senses
You make the word "love" feel like depression
(Oh, how you love to leave me second guessing
You make the word "love" feel like depression)
Shouting in the alleyway
Laughing, 'cause how could you say
You love me, then leave me in pain?
Blood drips in the shower
White dress, darkest hours
Whose hands, yours or mine? (yours or mine?)
Sorry, don't say that you're sorry
You're never sorry for anyone but yourself
I can't fix you, but I've tried
Not your type, your fault or mine?
Look what you did, drown in your senses
You make the word "love" feel like depression
(Oh, how you love to leave me second guessing
You make the word "love" feel
You make the word "love" feel like depression)
Driving through our street again
You ruined my favorite band (favorite band)
Tell me that you need more
Empty, nothing to restore
Lonely in my one room apartment
Sorry, don't say that you're sorry
You're never sorry for anyone but yourself
I can't fix you, but I've tried
Not your type, your fault or mine?
Look what you did, drown in your senses
You make the word "love" feel like depression
(Oh, how you love to leave me second guessing
You make the word "love" feel like depression)
Shouting in the alleyway
Laughing, 'cause how could you say
You love me, then leave me in pain?
Blood drips in the shower
White dress, darkest hours
Whose hands, yours or mine? (yours or mine?)
Sorry, don't say that you're sorry
You're never sorry for anyone but yourself
I can't fix you, but I've tried
Not your type, your fault or mine?
Look what you did, drown in your senses
You make the word "love" feel like depression
(Oh, how you love to leave me second guessing
You make the word "love" feel
You make the word "love" feel like depression)
Credits
Writer(s): Aviv Cohen, Liam Kevany, Rian Lewis
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