Delete
I'm in my bedroom, face full of blue light
I saw your family's following a new guy
They never did that for me
Is he even your type
The kind who can love you for the rest of your life
I opened his stories to a bouquet of flowers
With the text on the screen sayin
"look what I came home to"
The camera pans down
To a dinner for two
And when it comes up
I see you
No tears left to fall from my eyes
You've stained every memory
Told me еvery lie
Won't talk about the things that you flippеd round on me
Ten months and three words
For you to just leave
Without a fuckin' word that you're moving away
The last thing I heard was you say you love me
Now I'm climbing the stages of grief
I'm adding a new one
Yeah it's called delete
I'm pressing delete
Found myself searching
When I was out on the town
I'd get dressed up hoping you'd dress me down
You never did that for me
Only onto the next
How could I have let myself feel like second best
Must of been a screen with all the shit you were projecting
Thief of my attention
Every second was spent on you
How'd I forget to mention
Damn you're so dramatic
So fuck you and your one line good-byes
All your stupid little petty cries
I feel sorry for the next in line
But there's
No tears left to fall from my eyes
You've stained every memory
Told me every lie
Won't talk about the things that you flipped round on me
Ten months and three words
For you to just leave
Without a fuckin word that you're moving away
The last thing I heard was you say you love me
Now I'm climbing the stages of grief
I'm adding a new one
Yeah it's called delete
I'm pressing delete
I saw your family's following a new guy
They never did that for me
Is he even your type
The kind who can love you for the rest of your life
I opened his stories to a bouquet of flowers
With the text on the screen sayin
"look what I came home to"
The camera pans down
To a dinner for two
And when it comes up
I see you
No tears left to fall from my eyes
You've stained every memory
Told me еvery lie
Won't talk about the things that you flippеd round on me
Ten months and three words
For you to just leave
Without a fuckin' word that you're moving away
The last thing I heard was you say you love me
Now I'm climbing the stages of grief
I'm adding a new one
Yeah it's called delete
I'm pressing delete
Found myself searching
When I was out on the town
I'd get dressed up hoping you'd dress me down
You never did that for me
Only onto the next
How could I have let myself feel like second best
Must of been a screen with all the shit you were projecting
Thief of my attention
Every second was spent on you
How'd I forget to mention
Damn you're so dramatic
So fuck you and your one line good-byes
All your stupid little petty cries
I feel sorry for the next in line
But there's
No tears left to fall from my eyes
You've stained every memory
Told me every lie
Won't talk about the things that you flipped round on me
Ten months and three words
For you to just leave
Without a fuckin word that you're moving away
The last thing I heard was you say you love me
Now I'm climbing the stages of grief
I'm adding a new one
Yeah it's called delete
I'm pressing delete
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Writer(s): Grant Knoche
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