Saint

I'm not a saint
Sometimes i think
Badly of you
Just use restraint
You need a shrink
To tell the truth
I don't know when you lost your mind
But it's been some time
Since you weren't completely asinine

2,3,4

I don't know what makes you think
That you know everything
Who died and made you queen
Maybe you could tell me
What makes you talk all the time
Can't get a word in edgewise
You say you hate the drama
But you're the one that causes trauma

I tried to tell you how i feel
But you convinced yourself it isn't real
I wish you could see it through my eyes
But your opinions the only one you recognize

I don't know what makes you think
That you know everything
Who died and made you queen
Maybe you could tell me
What makes you talk all the time
Can't get a word in edgewise
You say you hate the drama
But you're the one that causes trauma

Are you really so un-self-aware
Or do you know and just not care
I don't know how much more i could take
Could you bend before i break

(Before i break)

I don't know what makes you think
That you know everything
Who died and made you queen
Maybe you could tell me
What makes you talk all the time
Can't get a word in edgewise
You say you hate the drama
But you're the one that causes trauma

You're the one that said
If someone causes you stress
To cut them out of your life
So i guess this is goodbye



Credits
Writer(s): Whitney Gibson
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