BLoODY KNiFE
(Oh-oh, oh)
Forgetting your stories
Write about it now in your diary
That you keep locked away
(Oh-oh, oh) but now I'm the bad guy
For telling you to stop faking
All of this shit, my heart is breaking
And I scream so loud
And I can't control this
How you tell me that I'm a mess
When all you do is lie to me
All I can do is scream out loud!
Your bloody knife can't stab no more
You throw me out every time you feel bored
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Every word I say
Stop talking 'bout these fantasies
Cry about it, teardrops in your diary
And you push me away
But now I'm the bad guy
For telling you to stop faking
All of this shit, my heart is breaking
And I scream so loud
Your bloody knife can't stab no more
You throw me out every time you feel bored
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Every word I say
Your bloody mind stays unbothered
While I'm screaming out, "End my suffering"
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Now there's not much left to say
(Dude, I'm so drunk right now, ha)
(I can't even think straight, oh)
(What's even the point of trying)
(When like, I end up losing all the time?)
(I don't even know, whatever)
So far away
You're sinking down, so go be afraid
Your bloody knife can't stab no more
(Ah-ah)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Ah-ah)
(Ah-ah, ah)
Your bloody knife can't stab no more
You throw me out every time you feel bored
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Every word I say
Your bloody mind stays unbothered
While I'm screaming out, "End my suffering"
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Now there's not much left to say
Forgetting your stories
Write about it now in your diary
That you keep locked away
(Oh-oh, oh) but now I'm the bad guy
For telling you to stop faking
All of this shit, my heart is breaking
And I scream so loud
And I can't control this
How you tell me that I'm a mess
When all you do is lie to me
All I can do is scream out loud!
Your bloody knife can't stab no more
You throw me out every time you feel bored
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Every word I say
Stop talking 'bout these fantasies
Cry about it, teardrops in your diary
And you push me away
But now I'm the bad guy
For telling you to stop faking
All of this shit, my heart is breaking
And I scream so loud
Your bloody knife can't stab no more
You throw me out every time you feel bored
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Every word I say
Your bloody mind stays unbothered
While I'm screaming out, "End my suffering"
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Now there's not much left to say
(Dude, I'm so drunk right now, ha)
(I can't even think straight, oh)
(What's even the point of trying)
(When like, I end up losing all the time?)
(I don't even know, whatever)
So far away
You're sinking down, so go be afraid
Your bloody knife can't stab no more
(Ah-ah)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Ah-ah)
(Ah-ah, ah)
Your bloody knife can't stab no more
You throw me out every time you feel bored
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Every word I say
Your bloody mind stays unbothered
While I'm screaming out, "End my suffering"
I pound on the door, but you ignore
Now there's not much left to say
Credits
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