Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Edit You, artist - KREAM. Date of issue: 21.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Edit You |
| I hate looking back |
| I hate looking back, 'cause oh my God |
| He did me like trash, damn |
| Why I’m always looking, looking back? |
| At you like you’re something |
| You said I’m nothin' |
| Why’d you do that? |
| Tell me, hey |
| Oh yeah, I see you out and you a fucking mess |
| Oh yeah, you should know that I’m the fucking best |
| Oh yeah and I should know that I’m the fucking best |
| So why do I still cry? |
| I’m cutting you out |
| I’m cutting you out of my head |
| My scissors out, ouch |
| Guillotine straight to your head |
| 'Cause I never wanna remember |
| I just wanna picture you dead |
| And edit you out, now |
| Edit you out of my head |
| Edit you out, out, out (Ouch) |
| Out, out, out |
| Edit you out, out, out (Ouch) |
| Edit you, edit you, my, my |
| Out, out, out (Ouch) |
| Out, out, out |
| Edit you out, out, out (Ouch) |
| Edit you, edit you, my, my |
| I tried to delete you |
| That didn’t teach you, did it? |
| Took keys to your car, gave you some scars |
| Just like you gave me, oh |
| I watched as it burned, laughed till it hurt |
| But that didn’t work |
| Just brought out the worst in me |
| Oh yeah, I see you out and you a fucking mess |
| Oh yeah, you should know that I’m the fucking best |
| Oh yeah and I should know that I’m the fucking best |
| So why do I still cry? |
| I’m cutting you out |
| I’m cutting you out of my head |
| My scissors out, ouch |
| Guillotine straight to your head |
| 'Cause I never wanna remember |
| I just wanna picture you dead |
| And edit you out, now |
| Edit you out of my head |
| Edit you out, out, out (Ouch) |
| Out, out, out |
| Edit you out, out, out (Ouch) |
| Edit you, edit you, my, my |
| Out, out, out (Ouch) |
| Out, out, out |
| Edit you out, out, out (Ouch) |
| Edit you, edit you, my, my |
| I’m cutting you out |
| I’m cutting you out of my head |
| My scissors out, ouch |
| Guillotine straight to your head |
| 'Cause I never wanna remember |
| I just wanna picture you dead |
| And edit you out, now |
| Edit you out of my head |