Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Final, artist - Murs. Album song Yumiko: Curse of the Merch Girl, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.07.2013
Record label: Duck Down, Murs 316
Song language: English
Final |
The saying goes, «You never know what you had |
Till your well runs dry and you miss it so bad» |
Not one for cliches |
But on the replay |
I did you wrong I regret each day |
Can I make it up to you by makin' love to you? |
You don’t want my mistake to be what breaks us up do you? |
Before you answer, just give yourself the chance to |
Think about our past and how strong our romance was |
Worse than cancer it’s killin' me slowly |
Never in my life have I been so lonely |
And when I think about the pain that you must’ve felt |
I swear to God I wanna kill myself |
It won’t change what happened, you probably still hate me |
Never thought that you would be the one to forsake me |
But now you gone, it’s just the same old song |
You never miss it, never miss it, never miss it till it’s gone |
My only wish is for you to completely forget me |
She said she regrets the day that she met me |
The only one to ever truly get me |
I swear she took the life outta me when she left me |
My only wish is for our love’s resurrection |
In your absence I appreciate perfection |
I would sacrifice myself for your protection |
And die for the chance to regain your affection |
Look, it’s kinda complicated when you lovin' a close friend |
I feel like I treated her way better than most men |
I admit |
I cheated a few times |
But I thought she’d do her dirt and I’d do mine |
I really didn’t care who the hell she was fuckin' |
I tried to play it cool but she could tell that I was frontin' |
Talk to my friends but they can’t tell me nothin' |
It hurts like hell when you’re the cause of you’re suffering |
Take it like a man, bottle in my hand |
Shot after shot until I can barely stand |
And you don’t understand, that’s the only way I sleep |
Should’ve known that these girls I bring home can’t compete |
I’m just not the man that I used to be |
All of a sudden all these girls ain’t as cute to me |
I would murder all these groupie whores and burn them in effigy |
If there was any home you could love what is left of me |