I Don't Love You
CRUEL YOUTH · +30mg 2016 · Track 04 of 07
Yes I lied, don't think about you all the time All my switchblade words ain't aim to cut your sweet delusions I messed up, I confess that I got hooked Champagne pirouettes and bathroom trips Are my confusion
Where were you when we were gettin' high? Where were you when when I thought I died? Throw out your liquor amen, no time for you in my bed
It's too damn late to cry It's too damn late to count the reasons why I don't love you It's too damn late to cry It's too damn late to make me change my mind I don't love you I don't love you I don't love you
Once or twice, I regret that you got played Now you're sober, party's over It's just awkward moments It's just me, sociopathic tendencies Smiling faces, cold embraces Testing my composure
Where were you when we were gettin' high? Where were you when when I thought I died? Throw out your liquor amen, no time for you in my bed
It's too damn late to cry It's too damn late to count the reasons why I don't love you It's too damn late to cry It's too damn late to make me change my mind I don't love you I don't love you I don't love you
No surprise, you show up again Let it go, liquor got you feeling yourself Waste my time but that shit don't fly No surprise, you show up again Let it go, liquor got you feeling yourself Waste my time but that shit don't fly
It's too damn late to cry It's too damn late to make me change my mind I don't love you It's too damn late to cry It's too damn late count the reasons why I don't love you
"Come around here again, I'll have your head kicked in ya piece of shite. Don't think I'm letting you off all that money you owe me. I knew it was you who took all me pay ya cheap bastard, you want you face rearranging with my fist's you do, I'll have your face looking like a fucking picassa"