Worst Kind

I packed my past and left it at the door
Then stepped inside and couldn't ask for more
Scars of distrust, and looks of disgust, God help me

I fucked up again and cheated in your dream
Probably shouldn't have said that you were sleep walking, oh no
Now its a quarter to three
And you're still looking through my history

You think that I lack the capacity to care
I think your thinking's fair
So blink a few times
Then cock your head to one side
Like I'm not alright, I'm not alright
I'm the worst kind
I'm not alright, I'm not alright
I'm the worst kind

Don't live in what if
Just live and let live
Don't make this harder
Than it already is

You think that I lack the capacity to care
I think your thinking's fair
So blink a few times
Then cock your head to one side
Like I'm not alright, I'm not alright
I'm the worst kind
You've drunk yourself blind again
But I'm not alright, I'm not alright
I'm the worst kind oh yeah yeah yeah
I'm not alright, I'm not alright
I'm the worst kind



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Lovett, Brett Richard Lovett
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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