Suffer
Stuck in my head
Wishing that you were here to answer my prayers
Look what you did
Forcing me to stand up and conquer my fears
And now I'm all alone
I sit by myself
Stare at this shelf where
The things you gave me sit
And think of what you'll miss
So when it's late at night and
Your head feels kind of fuzzy
And you start think that there
Might be none above me
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you run yourself to the grave
Living in happy never after
I became a beautiful disaster
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you feel every inch of pain
Cut you off
Trying everything not to second guess
But oh my god
My mind is grasping at straws just to reminisce
And now I'm all alone
I sit by myself
Stare at this shelf where
The things you gave me sit
And think of what you'll miss
So when it's late at night and
Your head feels kind of fuzzy
And you start think that there
Might be none above me
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you run yourself to the grave
Living in happy never after
I became a beautiful disaster
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you feel every inch of pain
I sit by myself
And think of what you'll miss
So when it's late at night and
Your head feels kind of fuzzy
And you start think that there
Might be none above me
I hope you suffer, baby
I hope you run yourself to the grave
Living in happy never after
I became a beautiful disaster
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you feel every inch of pain
You'll sit by yourself, yeah
And think of what you'll miss
Wishing that you were here to answer my prayers
Look what you did
Forcing me to stand up and conquer my fears
And now I'm all alone
I sit by myself
Stare at this shelf where
The things you gave me sit
And think of what you'll miss
So when it's late at night and
Your head feels kind of fuzzy
And you start think that there
Might be none above me
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you run yourself to the grave
Living in happy never after
I became a beautiful disaster
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you feel every inch of pain
Cut you off
Trying everything not to second guess
But oh my god
My mind is grasping at straws just to reminisce
And now I'm all alone
I sit by myself
Stare at this shelf where
The things you gave me sit
And think of what you'll miss
So when it's late at night and
Your head feels kind of fuzzy
And you start think that there
Might be none above me
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you run yourself to the grave
Living in happy never after
I became a beautiful disaster
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you feel every inch of pain
I sit by myself
And think of what you'll miss
So when it's late at night and
Your head feels kind of fuzzy
And you start think that there
Might be none above me
I hope you suffer, baby
I hope you run yourself to the grave
Living in happy never after
I became a beautiful disaster
I hope you suffer, babe
I hope you feel every inch of pain
You'll sit by yourself, yeah
And think of what you'll miss
Credits
Writer(s): Janet Zamanian
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