Lyrics Chatterbox - Gift Giver

Chatterbox

It’s getting old
Your eyes, your lies, you parasite!
You get off on attention
Fucking impure affection
It’s getting old
You think you’re plated in gold
Your time is up, I don’t give a fuck
Can you see my intentions?
Bending over backwards
Just to find out you’re fake
Devoted so much time in you
My first big mistake
I’ve never tried so fucking hard
To make things work out
I fought so hard for nothing
Now I want out
I want out
Just shut your goddamn mouth!
I’ve lost my mind
So you better say a prayer for me
I’m dead inside
So I’m sure there’s nothing left for me
It’s getting old
Your eyes, your lies, you parasite!
You won’t get my attention
Fuck your bullshit intentions
It’s getting old
You think you’re plated in gold
Time is up, I don’t give a fuck
Do you see my intentions?
There’s no more respect here
I’m done wiping up your tears
There’s no fucking respect here
I never wanted to be here
Are you happy?
You got what you wanted from me
Are you happy?
Are you fucking happy?
Are you happy
You watched everything get taken from me
Are you happy?
Just shut your goddamn mouth!
Fuck!