21 Flights

Hell, I've, got nothing left to give,
No other side to me.
Worth it for now,
Cause I need your heart to break,
You keep my mind awake.

My, love, oh I've got nothing left to give.

My bitter girl she's so hard to love.
Don't make this mess for me.
Bitter girls will believe what they want.
Don't make this mess for me.
Don't make this mess for me.

Been, done, can't prove myself again,
So help me be your man.
A perfume smell,
You would leave me left for dead.
I could never change.
My, love, oh, I've got nothing left to give.
No there's no other side to me.
Can't, have, both the woman and my mind.

My bitter girl she's so hard to love.
Don't make this mess for me.
Bitter girls will believe what they want.
Don't make this mess for me.
Don't make this mess for me.



Credits
Writer(s): Salvatore Bossio, Ari Sadowitz, Daniel Gluszak
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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