MASSACRE Songtext
von Ellise
MASSACRE Songtext
Wish I would′ve left that night alone
Wish I didn't smell like his cologne
I′ve been shoving secrets down my throat
Hope I don't choke
I wanna spill my guts, I gotta bite my tongue
Baby, it's eating me alive
I got a loaded gun, ready to hit-and-run
Don′t wanna see the other side
It could be a massacre, a murder with no warning
Wish I made you happier, but all I know is hurting
Sick to my stomach, the damage is done
Yeah, you gave me your love and I burned it
It could be a massacre, I′m sorry, you didn't deserve it
Sleeping next to you, but miles away
Lying in my bed of lies and shame
Could I really take it to the grave?
To keep you safe
I wanna spill my guts, I gotta bite my tongue
Baby, it′s eating me alive
I got a loaded gun, ready to hit-and-run
Don't wanna see the other side
It could be a massacre, a murder with no warning
Wish I made you happier, but all I know is hurting
Sick to my stomach, the damage is done
Yeah, you gave me your love and I burned it
It could be a massacre, I′m sorry, you didn't deserve it
Murder, murder, someone call the doctor
Hurt ya, burned ya, sorry for the torture
Murder, murder, guess I should′ve warned ya
Screaming "bloody massacre!"
Wish I didn't smell like his cologne
I′ve been shoving secrets down my throat
Hope I don't choke
I wanna spill my guts, I gotta bite my tongue
Baby, it's eating me alive
I got a loaded gun, ready to hit-and-run
Don′t wanna see the other side
It could be a massacre, a murder with no warning
Wish I made you happier, but all I know is hurting
Sick to my stomach, the damage is done
Yeah, you gave me your love and I burned it
It could be a massacre, I′m sorry, you didn't deserve it
Sleeping next to you, but miles away
Lying in my bed of lies and shame
Could I really take it to the grave?
To keep you safe
I wanna spill my guts, I gotta bite my tongue
Baby, it′s eating me alive
I got a loaded gun, ready to hit-and-run
Don't wanna see the other side
It could be a massacre, a murder with no warning
Wish I made you happier, but all I know is hurting
Sick to my stomach, the damage is done
Yeah, you gave me your love and I burned it
It could be a massacre, I′m sorry, you didn't deserve it
Murder, murder, someone call the doctor
Hurt ya, burned ya, sorry for the torture
Murder, murder, guess I should′ve warned ya
Screaming "bloody massacre!"
Writer(s): Ellise Mariana Gitas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com