Take It Back

Well, who do you think was there picking up your pieces?
And now you wanna spit in my face when I'm bleeding
And you wanna act like you're better than me now?
But don't you forget that you kicked me when I was down

But you're still on my mind in the morning
And it's your arms I feel in the evening
In the evening

So does it ever dawn on your pitiful reluctancy?
That you were so wrong for only taking what you would need
And I can't count the times that I cried for your eyes to see
That I wanted you then, I needed you then, but you spared no sympathy

And you wore it like you were dressed in all black
But you can't bear it, now it's my love that you lack
Oh take it back, take it back, take it back



Credits
Writer(s): Amel Stewart
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