Fake Smiles

Broken glass spread all over the floor
I woke up in the middle of a place I've never seen before
Over twenty missed calls on my phone
My head spins like a russian roulette with no bullets left

What happened to me last night?

My bones ache, and I smell of cheap alcohol
I just remember throwing up in the shower stall
I blacked out as soon as you left
I'm pretty sure we broke up just before that

Suddenly I started making sense again
Realization runs me over like a fucking train
I said things I've always meant to say
But never courage to tell them to your face

What happened to us last night?

I'd do everything again
No remorse, fuck that
I won't regret the things that I never did
I don't really care if I shoot and miss
Stop trying to give me orders
Ultimatums aren't my style
Life is just too short to
Waste with fake smiles

Tattoo sleeves, converse shoes and punk rock tees
Can't hide your dishonest fragility
Why is it so hard to put our differences aside?
Don't call me until you're ready to cross that line

What happened to us last night?

I'd do everything again
No remorse, fuck that
I won't regret the things that I never did
I don't really care if I shoot and miss
Stop trying to give me orders
Ultimatums aren't my style
Life is just too short to
Waste with fake smiles
We have one last shot
I got one last drop of hope left in this bottle
Let's count to ten then stop
And start from the top, It's an endless battle
Give me one reason why I should believe in us
And I won't walk away right now
This life is too short to waste with fake smiles



Credits
Writer(s): Filipe Costa, Marcelo Benício Andrade
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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