Salt Songtext
von Ferry Townes

It′s rude that you still wear the shirt that you knew was my favorite
wish I could pour my perfume all over your bed
I'll fill your shoes with some dude that can′t hold conversation
we both know that I wish it was you instead

I was steady
But I cried
When you got to close to her last night
You said i don't get you lately


Sorry that I'm so inclined
To rub the salt in one more time
I′d feel better off if you would hate me
hate me

I give you space, and It feels like I am measuring in inches
I take a step, but you seem to move on by the mile
I swore us off, but I never put my money where my mouth is
and you seem so great but I that hope you′re dying inside

I was steady
But I cried
When you got to close to her last night
You said i don't get you lately


Sorry that I′m so inclined
To rub the salt in one more time
I'd feel better off if you would hate me
hate me