Lyrics Done. - Beth Crowley

Done.

You call me up, you tell me that you think you’re still in love
But I know it’s just the whiskey on your tongue
In the morning it will be the way it was
But you won’t forget, every time you bring a girl into your bed
You haven’t found someone who loves you like I did
And when you’re touching her you’ll picture me instead
You think I want you but you taught me well
You’ll show me heaven then put me through hell
Sure, the blame’s on me because I let you fool me more than once
But I’m catching on, I’m finally done
Just cry your tears as you’re saying what you think I want to hear
But there is one thing that I’ve learned over the years
That my faith in you has slowly disappeared
Don’t act surprised, you played the same hand one too many times
When you convinced me that your heart could still be mine
But you’re an ugly truth wrapped in beautiful lies
You think I want you but you taught me well
You’ll show me heaven then put me through hell
Sure, the blame’s on me because I let you fool me more than once
But I’m catching on, I’m finally done
You may never care about these words that I write
Your ears may never listen to this lyrical goodbye
You gave me more than just a couple of lines
But no more, no more, no
You think I want you but you taught me well
You’ll show me heaven then put me through hell
Sure, the blame’s on me because I let you fool me more than once
But I’m catching on, I’m finally done