Lyrics CutThroat - Isaiah Dreads, Eve Belle

CutThroat

You don’t respect what I do
Even if I don’t like it, it’s the truth
Uh it’s nothing new
Cutthroat
Me and you, yeah
We do this every time
We do it every other night
And I fall in and out of peace of mind
And you don’t care enough to notice
Or don’t notice enough to care
Yeah you tear me apart and stitch me together
You’re as sharp as knives
And as soft as feathers on my skin
And I can’t keep letting you in but I do
Boy loving you is cutthroat
You know that I can’t cope
Boy loving you is cutthroat uh oh uh oh
Boy you ruin my lipstick
You ruin my life
Fuck it I’ll still call you
At the end of the night
I wish it was fiction 'cause our love is twisted
Yeah I admit it, I’m a dick
You gave your heart, I gave you contradiction
What was I thinking?
Girl you told me I’m the wrong decision
Love hate, you said you hate me
But you don’t want the distance
Your mates don’t rate us
All those rumours made up
Yeah, you told me that I got some change
And then I changed up
I guess I don’t like it when you see me weak
Yeah I know it’s lust but I can invest in your love if I can keep receipts
If we switch roles I know that I won’t like it
Girl, you’re so indecisive
But I’ll lose sleep if we become divided
I’m done with fighting
And you’re done with trying
I’m always shouting and you’re stuck in silence
But still I like it
Girl it’s cutthroat
Boy loving you is cutthroat
You know that I can’t cope
Boy loving you is cutthroat uh oh uh oh
Boy you ruin my lipstick
You ruin my life
Fuck it I’ll still call you
At the end of the night
I don’t want to be your pastime
I don’t want to be your toy
I don’t want to be your girl
Anymore than you wanna be my boy
Stop wasting my time (You're a dick)
Stop wrecking my head (Yeah I’m sorry)
Stay of my mind (Your mind)
And stay out of my bed
Baby
Did you hear what I said baby?
Boy loving you is cutthroat
You know that I can’t cope
Boy loving you is cutthroat uh oh uh oh
Boy you ruin my lipstick
You ruin my life
Fuck it I’ll still call you
At the end of the night
You left your shirt on my kitchen floor
I show you love, you show me the door
I don’t wanna do, I’m not gonna do it anymore