How It Ends
So let me get this straight
All the promises you made
Were nothing but a masquerade
So you could always get your way
But maybe I should thank you for being fake since day one
Your betrayal is inspiration
I still feel hurt but I turned my anger into words
For all my songs
But I'm moving on
Tell me your demands
Bury my head in the sand
And I'll cross my fingers
That it won't happen again
Pathetic as it is
I think I'm calling it quits
If you know how it ends
I don't want to hear it
I don't want to hear it
It's the constant weight upon your chest, of never knowing what comes next
I won't forgive but I will forget
Pathetic as it is
I think I'm calling it quits
If you know how it ends
One
Two
Three
Four
Tell me your demands
Bury my head in the sand
And I'll cross my fingers
That it won't happen again
Pathetic as it is
I think I'm calling it quits
If you know how it ends
I don't want to hear it
I don't want to hear it
It's the constant weight upon your chest, of never knowing what comes next
I won't forgive but I will forget
Forget
And I know that sometimes you feel like
I don't try
And I told you that I was fine
Well that was a fucking lie
All the promises you made
Were nothing but a masquerade
So you could always get your way
But maybe I should thank you for being fake since day one
Your betrayal is inspiration
I still feel hurt but I turned my anger into words
For all my songs
But I'm moving on
Tell me your demands
Bury my head in the sand
And I'll cross my fingers
That it won't happen again
Pathetic as it is
I think I'm calling it quits
If you know how it ends
I don't want to hear it
I don't want to hear it
It's the constant weight upon your chest, of never knowing what comes next
I won't forgive but I will forget
Pathetic as it is
I think I'm calling it quits
If you know how it ends
One
Two
Three
Four
Tell me your demands
Bury my head in the sand
And I'll cross my fingers
That it won't happen again
Pathetic as it is
I think I'm calling it quits
If you know how it ends
I don't want to hear it
I don't want to hear it
It's the constant weight upon your chest, of never knowing what comes next
I won't forgive but I will forget
Forget
And I know that sometimes you feel like
I don't try
And I told you that I was fine
Well that was a fucking lie
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Criminger
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