DROP DEAD
Look what you made me do
Blood dripping down like too much perfume on my skin
I've tightened up my choker
Just to feel a little bit
Look who's coming back
Running, running right back to me
Now you fucking beg for me to plead
I'll tell you right now I'd rather bleed
Don't you feel so damn alive when you burn me down
And you see me soaring?
Can't you see that I'm not alright?
And I try so hard but you hate me in spite
All the things that I said to you went down the fucking drain
'Cause you didn't even want to take the blame
For calling me those names
I'm sick and fucking tired
Don't wanna keep playing these games
Look who's coming back
Running, running right back to me
Now you fucking beg for me to plead
You'd rather fucking end it girl
You're so hard to read (fuck dude, fuck)
Don't you feel so damn alive when you burn me down
And you see me soaring?
Can't you see that I'm not alright?
And I try so hard but you hate me in spite
And nothing can ever even save me
You ran away, mad that you disagree
Some things can never be broken
But I broke down when you said, "Drop-dead"
When you said, "Drop-dead"
Don't you feel so damn alive when you burn me down
And you see me soaring
Can't you see that I'm not alright?
And I try so hard but you hate me in spite
And nothing can ever even save me
You ran away, mad that you disagree
Some things can never be broken
But I broke down when you said, "Drop-dead"
My mind's killing me
So close but so far away from you
Blood dripping down like too much perfume on my skin
I've tightened up my choker
Just to feel a little bit
Look who's coming back
Running, running right back to me
Now you fucking beg for me to plead
I'll tell you right now I'd rather bleed
Don't you feel so damn alive when you burn me down
And you see me soaring?
Can't you see that I'm not alright?
And I try so hard but you hate me in spite
All the things that I said to you went down the fucking drain
'Cause you didn't even want to take the blame
For calling me those names
I'm sick and fucking tired
Don't wanna keep playing these games
Look who's coming back
Running, running right back to me
Now you fucking beg for me to plead
You'd rather fucking end it girl
You're so hard to read (fuck dude, fuck)
Don't you feel so damn alive when you burn me down
And you see me soaring?
Can't you see that I'm not alright?
And I try so hard but you hate me in spite
And nothing can ever even save me
You ran away, mad that you disagree
Some things can never be broken
But I broke down when you said, "Drop-dead"
When you said, "Drop-dead"
Don't you feel so damn alive when you burn me down
And you see me soaring
Can't you see that I'm not alright?
And I try so hard but you hate me in spite
And nothing can ever even save me
You ran away, mad that you disagree
Some things can never be broken
But I broke down when you said, "Drop-dead"
My mind's killing me
So close but so far away from you
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Cai Knezevic
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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