Jaded
She said she'd love me on the weekends
When we're drunk and not even speaking
Told me she didn't have any feelings for her friends
Cause I'm not one for causing problems
But she's always seemed to have problems I guessed
Problems with her friends
So don't let them call you back
I know what you get like when they get like that
So you're telling me
That you'll love me when the week ends
But I know you've got me all figured out
And I know you're one for twisting your mouth
And I'll know you'll love you me on the weekdays
It's just harder for you to say, isn't it?
She said she'd love me on the afternoons
But I was just getting use to this
It's only going on around them isn't it?
Cause I'm not one for causing problems
She's always seemed to have problems, I guessed, problems with her friends
So don't let him call you back
I know what you get like when he gets like that
But you're telling me
That you'll love me when the week ends
But I know you've got me all figured out
And I know you're one for twisting your mouth
But I'll know you'll love you me on the weekdays
It's just harder for you to say, isn't it?
It's harder for you to say
When you're street-side faded
And I'm all out Jaded
Cause it's just happens when you're trying to tell me
It's harder for you to say, isn't it? isn't it? isn't it?
When we're drunk and not even speaking
Told me she didn't have any feelings for her friends
Cause I'm not one for causing problems
But she's always seemed to have problems I guessed
Problems with her friends
So don't let them call you back
I know what you get like when they get like that
So you're telling me
That you'll love me when the week ends
But I know you've got me all figured out
And I know you're one for twisting your mouth
And I'll know you'll love you me on the weekdays
It's just harder for you to say, isn't it?
She said she'd love me on the afternoons
But I was just getting use to this
It's only going on around them isn't it?
Cause I'm not one for causing problems
She's always seemed to have problems, I guessed, problems with her friends
So don't let him call you back
I know what you get like when he gets like that
But you're telling me
That you'll love me when the week ends
But I know you've got me all figured out
And I know you're one for twisting your mouth
But I'll know you'll love you me on the weekdays
It's just harder for you to say, isn't it?
It's harder for you to say
When you're street-side faded
And I'm all out Jaded
Cause it's just happens when you're trying to tell me
It's harder for you to say, isn't it? isn't it? isn't it?
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Writer(s): Joe Staniforth
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