Green Eyed
In the past I must have blocked out things a lot more than I do now
I'm seeing things that you don't even do
Throw me down a hole, I've bounced myself off every wall in truth now
In a fiction car that fires me round the room
When you arrive it's always aimed at you, so...
If I ask you again
Will you please? Will you please leave me?
If I am green-eyed
Will you leave? Will you leave?
Please, you don't need me
Accusations spark my mouth a gun that shoots abuse at you now
A lawyer picking pitfalls in the truth
Haze my lonely eyes with promiscuity alcohol induced now
And these the eyes that only look at you
You don't deserve the shit I put you through, please...
If I ask, interrogate
Leave me here, leave me here
And leave no trace
If I am green-eyed
And my downfall's social fear
You need space
If I ask, interrogate
Leave me here, leave me here
And leave no trace
If I am green-eyed
And my downfall's social fear
You need space
To call it conversation, call it innocent
To call it your agenda, call it bold intent
To call it suffocation, call it chastity
To call it paranoia, call it OCD
I'm seeing things that you don't even do
Throw me down a hole, I've bounced myself off every wall in truth now
In a fiction car that fires me round the room
When you arrive it's always aimed at you, so...
If I ask you again
Will you please? Will you please leave me?
If I am green-eyed
Will you leave? Will you leave?
Please, you don't need me
Accusations spark my mouth a gun that shoots abuse at you now
A lawyer picking pitfalls in the truth
Haze my lonely eyes with promiscuity alcohol induced now
And these the eyes that only look at you
You don't deserve the shit I put you through, please...
If I ask, interrogate
Leave me here, leave me here
And leave no trace
If I am green-eyed
And my downfall's social fear
You need space
If I ask, interrogate
Leave me here, leave me here
And leave no trace
If I am green-eyed
And my downfall's social fear
You need space
To call it conversation, call it innocent
To call it your agenda, call it bold intent
To call it suffocation, call it chastity
To call it paranoia, call it OCD
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Writer(s): Bryan Paul Thompson
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