I'm alright, just working, what a trip, to see you again
That night, in the basement, I've been trying to forget
How's life, or whatever, I'm not sure what to say
Are you still in that apartment, by the freeway
Sweet disbeliever, you'll never change, and I guess that it's not you I blame
I'm just trying to get through the day
It's fine, it happens, and we both had too much
You know, I'm not mad, I just have to run
You laughed about it after, said you always get what you want
And I left, while you were sleeping, and that's the last we talked
Sweet disbeliever, you'll never change, and I guess that it's not you I blame
I'm just tired of feeling this way
Please believe that it's not a game, and you got all of the cards anyway, and I hate you for making me hate
Anna Tivel - The Basement Lyrics
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I'm alright, just working, what a trip, to see you again
That night, in the basement, I've been trying to forget
How's life, or whatever, I'm not sure what to say
Are you still in that apartment, by the freeway
Sweet disbeliever, you'll never change, and I guess that it's not you I blame
I'm just trying to get through the day
It's fine, it happens, and we both had too much
You know, I'm not mad, I just have to run
You laughed about it after, said you always get what you want
And I left, while you were sleeping, and that's the last we talked
Sweet disbeliever, you'll never change, and I guess that it's not you I blame
I'm just tired of feeling this way
Please believe that it's not a game, and you got all of the cards anyway, and I hate you for making me hate
That night, in the basement, I've been trying to forget
How's life, or whatever, I'm not sure what to say
Are you still in that apartment, by the freeway
Sweet disbeliever, you'll never change, and I guess that it's not you I blame
I'm just trying to get through the day
It's fine, it happens, and we both had too much
You know, I'm not mad, I just have to run
You laughed about it after, said you always get what you want
And I left, while you were sleeping, and that's the last we talked
Sweet disbeliever, you'll never change, and I guess that it's not you I blame
I'm just tired of feeling this way
Please believe that it's not a game, and you got all of the cards anyway, and I hate you for making me hate
Writer: Anna Tivel
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave