i hate your blue eyes
Right from the start
You stole my heart
We could've been different
All that's left is a death rattle leaving
My soul there's no feeling
All the jokes you were telling
As if I had perished
Told me about your past
Looked me in the eyes
We were dead certain
Your future was me
But now I'm thinking
If there was a prophecy
You would've rigged it
So you didn't end up with me
Now I'm lying on the floor
Screwed up from the night before
Screaming your name
Like damsel in distress
You're the reason I'm a mess
Now I'm picking up the pieces
Making sense of the lies you left
Rolling my eyes at the sight of you on your bike
I gave you too much of my life
I bought every lie
You damn near sold me
Played the part like you owned me
Fell in the water like I fell for you
But was any of it true?
Was any of it true?
But now I'm thinking
If there was a prophecy
You would've rigged it
So you didn't end up with me
You didn't end up with me
Now I'm lying on the floor
Screwed up from the night before
Screaming your name
Like damsel in distress
You're the reason I'm a mess
Now I'm picking up the pieces
Making sense of the lies you left
Rolling my eyes at the sight of you on your bike
I gave you too much of my life
Do you kiss your mother with a mouth like that?
How many girls did your tricks work on before?
You never cared about me or anyone
So tell me was any of it true
Was I just a game to you?
You wanted a song about you
Here's one
Have a terrible life
You're never coming back to mine
Now I'm lying on the floor
Screwed up from the night before
Screaming your name
Like damsel in distress
You're the reason I'm a mess
Now I'm picking up the pieces
Making sense of the lies you left
Rolling my eyes at the sight of you on your bike
I gave you too much of my life
You stole my heart
We could've been different
All that's left is a death rattle leaving
My soul there's no feeling
All the jokes you were telling
As if I had perished
Told me about your past
Looked me in the eyes
We were dead certain
Your future was me
But now I'm thinking
If there was a prophecy
You would've rigged it
So you didn't end up with me
Now I'm lying on the floor
Screwed up from the night before
Screaming your name
Like damsel in distress
You're the reason I'm a mess
Now I'm picking up the pieces
Making sense of the lies you left
Rolling my eyes at the sight of you on your bike
I gave you too much of my life
I bought every lie
You damn near sold me
Played the part like you owned me
Fell in the water like I fell for you
But was any of it true?
Was any of it true?
But now I'm thinking
If there was a prophecy
You would've rigged it
So you didn't end up with me
You didn't end up with me
Now I'm lying on the floor
Screwed up from the night before
Screaming your name
Like damsel in distress
You're the reason I'm a mess
Now I'm picking up the pieces
Making sense of the lies you left
Rolling my eyes at the sight of you on your bike
I gave you too much of my life
Do you kiss your mother with a mouth like that?
How many girls did your tricks work on before?
You never cared about me or anyone
So tell me was any of it true
Was I just a game to you?
You wanted a song about you
Here's one
Have a terrible life
You're never coming back to mine
Now I'm lying on the floor
Screwed up from the night before
Screaming your name
Like damsel in distress
You're the reason I'm a mess
Now I'm picking up the pieces
Making sense of the lies you left
Rolling my eyes at the sight of you on your bike
I gave you too much of my life
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Writer(s): Melanie Penny
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