Wanted to be with you
But you made it impossible
So now you
Rub it in my face that you got me replaced
After
After calling evicted on me in my very own
The place that I called home
Your arms are where I resided
In your palms my heart coincided with you
Now I'm stumbling stumbling to recollect
These things that have become my debt
My heart my mind my sanity
And there you pity yourself in vanity
It's so wrong
It's not right
And yet every single night I'm left with the heartache
Of cleaning up this strife
And I have and I have not one bad thing to say
No bad omen to throw your way
Not an I hate or a fck you
Because well I don't know why
Those things are deserving and true
bink. - Screwed 2009 Lyrics
bink. - Screwed 2009 Lyrics
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Wanted to be with you
But you made it impossible
So now you
Rub it in my face that you got me replaced
After
After calling evicted on me in my very own
The place that I called home
Your arms are where I resided
In your palms my heart coincided with you
Now I'm stumbling stumbling to recollect
These things that have become my debt
My heart my mind my sanity
And there you pity yourself in vanity
It's so wrong
It's not right
And yet every single night I'm left with the heartache
Of cleaning up this strife
And I have and I have not one bad thing to say
No bad omen to throw your way
Not an I hate or a fck you
Because well I don't know why
Those things are deserving and true
But you made it impossible
So now you
Rub it in my face that you got me replaced
After
After calling evicted on me in my very own
The place that I called home
Your arms are where I resided
In your palms my heart coincided with you
Now I'm stumbling stumbling to recollect
These things that have become my debt
My heart my mind my sanity
And there you pity yourself in vanity
It's so wrong
It's not right
And yet every single night I'm left with the heartache
Of cleaning up this strife
And I have and I have not one bad thing to say
No bad omen to throw your way
Not an I hate or a fck you
Because well I don't know why
Those things are deserving and true
Writer: Kristin Anderson
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