| Before I say another word
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| Just know that my intentions were pure
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| But you can’t stand to be in silence
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| All you can hear is your own voice, fueling delusion in you
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| And I’m just…
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| So sick of backing down that I might just spill it all
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| And if I do you won’t be coming back without a deep scar in your soul
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| Are you not sick of playing games
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| Sick of giving blame
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| Sick of fucking living like the world has never given you a life defining day?
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| And I can’t relate
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| And I feel nothing for you
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| I feel nothing for you
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| And I feel
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| It’s too late, too late
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| I’ve buried this and it’s evident
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| You won’t change, won’t change
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| I feel nothing for…
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| My mind is torn, I hate it but I long to feel what I felt before
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| But you just keep moving towards me
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| What do I do what do I say
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| Can you kindly just refrain
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| What’s here for me
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| Why hide the truth
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| That I feel nothing for you
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| I feel nothing for you
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| And I feel
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| It’s too late, too late
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| I’ve buried this and it’s evident
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| You won’t change, won’t change
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| I feel nothing for you
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| Broke away but you’re starving for closure
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| Seem together but you know that I know ya
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| Know this is real, this is real
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| It’s too late, too late
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| I’ve buried this and it’s evident
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| You won’t change, won’t change
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| I feel
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| It’s too late, too late
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| I’ve buried this and it’s evident
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| You won’t change, won’t change
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| I feel nothing for you
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| I feel nothing for you
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| And I feel… |