Sad Violins Songtext
von Naaz

Hmm

One year later, one year younger
A year ago you almost lost her
But she′s back, she is back
Cut her hair, changed a life or two
No money could ever sharpen a knife like time can do
She's coming for you

And you call her a bitch when she tells whatever you did
Crying that the rumors ain′t legit
How you really can't live like this

Stop doing mad things
Just to get mad when sad violins play in the back
'Cause you′ve been bad and now you′re sad that people talk
If you don't want us to talk then
Things just to get mad when sad violins play in the back
′Cause you've been bad and now you′re sad that people talk
If you don't want us to talk then
Stop doing what you′re doing, right now
Stop doing what you're doing and I might shut my mouth


Hmm
Blurry vision, tissue boxes
Don't worry baby, this is nothing
You′re here, not there yet
Use those lips like they taught you
Revolutionary job to do
Film it, post it, share it
Change the narrative, it′s only informative

And you call her a bitch when she tells whatever you did
Crying that the rumors ain't legit
How you really can′t live like this

Stop doing mad things
Just to get mad when sad violins play in the back
Stop doing what you're doing right now
Stop, doing what you′re doing and I might shut my mouth

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