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You take my words and you turn them into weapons
Switchblades and you throw ′em so reckless
But when I say that I hate you, I don't mean it
And every day I just wish you would
Shut the fuck up, always ruin us
I don′t even know if I can handle this
Find yourself a side bitch, a two bit
'Cause when you say you're done, yeah I lose it
So I
So I keep
Bitin′ a hole in my cheek
′Cause you get sad when I speak
Broken up and fuck the whole damn week, anyways
Shut the fuck up with your self help shit
Roll me a blunt and let me handle it
Sittin' in the dark, in the silence
I cried all night and I feel sick
Hold me so tight, make my head pop off
Follow all your rules but it′s still my fault
Got so high, I hate it
Anything other than to feel this
Anything other than to feel this
So I keep
Bitin' a hole in my cheek
′Cause you get sad when I speak
Broken up and fuck the whole damn week, anyways
Shut the fuck up with your self help shit
Roll me a blunt and let me handle it
Sittin' in the dark, in the silence
I cried all night and I feel sick
Hold me so tight, make my head pop off
Follow all your rules but it′s still my fault
Got so high, I hate it
Anything other than to feel this
Switchblades and you throw ′em so reckless
But when I say that I hate you, I don't mean it
And every day I just wish you would
Shut the fuck up, always ruin us
I don′t even know if I can handle this
Find yourself a side bitch, a two bit
'Cause when you say you're done, yeah I lose it
So I
So I keep
Bitin′ a hole in my cheek
′Cause you get sad when I speak
Broken up and fuck the whole damn week, anyways
Shut the fuck up with your self help shit
Roll me a blunt and let me handle it
Sittin' in the dark, in the silence
I cried all night and I feel sick
Hold me so tight, make my head pop off
Follow all your rules but it′s still my fault
Got so high, I hate it
Anything other than to feel this
Anything other than to feel this
So I keep
Bitin' a hole in my cheek
′Cause you get sad when I speak
Broken up and fuck the whole damn week, anyways
Shut the fuck up with your self help shit
Roll me a blunt and let me handle it
Sittin' in the dark, in the silence
I cried all night and I feel sick
Hold me so tight, make my head pop off
Follow all your rules but it′s still my fault
Got so high, I hate it
Anything other than to feel this
Writer(s): Ian Walsh, Olivia Marisco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

