Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Giving Up, artist - Boys of Fall. Album song Better Moments, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 12.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: InVogue
Song language: English
Giving Up |
| I’ll paint you a picture, yeah of a girl in black |
| Staring at me from across the room, and as we dance |
| She’s whispering everything I wanna hear |
| But I’ve felt like this so many times, so what’s one more, dear? |
| Here I am by myself again |
| Sweet soft lips, didn’t notice it |
| You need the rush of what I give |
| But your pretty little heart, it belongs to him |
| If he breaks it, I’m waiting |
| End of the bar in the corner faded |
| But you don’t care, I fear |
| Now I’m sick of waiting up |
| It seems my love isn’t good enough so |
| Take those lips and get them out of my head |
| You’re undressed, his apartment |
| I’m drunk, left with nothing |
| Don’t trust the devil 'cause she’s not who you think she is |
| No, she’s not who you think she is |
| I’m getting sick, sick, sick of it |
| No, she’s not who you think she is |
| I’m getting sick of it, sick of it, ooh |
| You’re twisting it |
| Looks to kill and you’re killing it |
| Pulled me and I’m fixed in it |
| You burn the air and I breathe it in |
| And you fuck with me everyday |
| I know you say, it’s probably better this way |
| I only wish you could stay, wish you could stay |
| I’ve had enough, so |
| I’m sick of waiting up |
| It seems my love isn’t good enough so |
| Take those lips and get them out of my head |
| You’re undressed, his apartment |
| I’m drunk, left with nothing |
| Don’t trust the devil 'cause she’s not who you think she is |
| Take it from me, she’ll lead you in |
| Lips like hell and you’ll burn for it |
| I don’t think girl you can handle it |
| And I’m sick of taking blame in every argument |
| Done with all the bitching and wishing you would never go |
| Sick of taking your hate with me out on the road |
| And if I come back and you’re not there |
| If I come back and you’re not there |
| I’m givin' up, givin' up, givin' up, baby |
| I’m givin' up, givin' up, givin' up |
| Now I’m sick of waiting up |
| It seems my love isn’t good enough so |
| Take those lips and get them out of my head |
| You’re undressed, his apartment |
| I’m drunk, left with nothing |
| Don’t trust the devil cause she’s not who you think she is |
| I’m sick of waiting up |
| I’m not good enough, no |
| You’re undressed, his apartment |
| I’m drunk, left with nothing |
| Don’t trust the devil cause she’s not who you think, no |
| Not who you think she is |