Your Reasons

My head is empty
The silence growing louder
I'll sit happily
Waiting by the hours

My mind is tricky
Can't tell difference between good or bad (bad)
Laying down with all of my posters
They make me feel at home

I can't even remember the last time I thought of you
I suppose you think you should be treated like you're something new
Shiny, pretty, never leaving no ones gaze

Oh think of something brand new to sell
I like your reasons even though they're terrible
Stop acting like you own the world, you really don't
I'm sick and tired of all your actions I hope you regret

I can't even remember the last time I thought of you
I suppose you think you should be treated like you're something new
Shiny, pretty, never leaving no ones gaze



Credits
Writer(s): Elyssa Hill
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