Backhanded Love Song
This is not a love song, this is a fuck you
I tried to keep cool, but I guess that's it, we're through
So you crushed my heart, yeah, you tore it in two
But I put it back together with twigs and paper glue
No, it isn't much
But more stable than you
You can cover up the rust, but your paint is peeling
The angel on your shoulder, she won't stop leaving
Driving in circles just to stop this feeling
Now I know what to do
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
I was always taught that one plus one is two
So why did I always feel like the world revolved around you?
Yeaahhh
Well you burned our bridges, so I cut the boat in two
But I reached the other side broken, battered and abused
I can't fix myself
And that's on you
You can cover up the rust, but your paint is peeling
The angel on your shoulder, she won't stop leaving
Driving in circles just to stop this feeling
Now I know what to do
To get rid of you
You can cover up the rust, but your paint is peeling
The angel on your shoulder, she won't stop leaving
Driving in circles just to stop this feeling
Now I know what to do
To get rid of
You
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
I tried to keep cool, but I guess that's it, we're through
So you crushed my heart, yeah, you tore it in two
But I put it back together with twigs and paper glue
No, it isn't much
But more stable than you
You can cover up the rust, but your paint is peeling
The angel on your shoulder, she won't stop leaving
Driving in circles just to stop this feeling
Now I know what to do
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
I was always taught that one plus one is two
So why did I always feel like the world revolved around you?
Yeaahhh
Well you burned our bridges, so I cut the boat in two
But I reached the other side broken, battered and abused
I can't fix myself
And that's on you
You can cover up the rust, but your paint is peeling
The angel on your shoulder, she won't stop leaving
Driving in circles just to stop this feeling
Now I know what to do
To get rid of you
You can cover up the rust, but your paint is peeling
The angel on your shoulder, she won't stop leaving
Driving in circles just to stop this feeling
Now I know what to do
To get rid of
You
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
To get rid of you
Credits
Writer(s): Liam Mcnaught
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