I see the look that's in your eyes I wanna scream, I wanna die Your bad intentions held my attention You didn't care enough to try But you still cared enough to lie Our days were numbered Burned through a summer
And if you're not gonna love me Oh, the least that you could do is kill me
Take a knife and put it through my chest Won't feel a thing, there's nothing left Go live your life, fuck your goodbyes If you're gonna leave, leave me for dead I'm gonna haunt you in your head The things we did, the last words I said Go live your life, fuck your goodbyes If you're gonna leave, leave me for dead
Just cut me off, throw me away I'll let you get on with your day Just keep on walking, I'll be here running, baby Call me a bitch, say that I'm dumb Told me that you were never in love Told me I suck, you wish I did How are you ever gettin' over this? You put on a good show, call it a new low Now that I know everything I needed to know
You're not gonna love me I don't want nobody else to love me So the least that you could do is kill me
Take a knife and put it through my chest Won't feel a thing, there's nothing left Go live your life, fuck your goodbyes If you're gonna leave, leave me for dead I'm gonna haunt you in your head The things we did, the last words I said Go live your life, fuck your goodbyes If you're gonna leave, leave me for dead
(La-la-la) Well, I don't think it's gonna be worth it (La-la-la) You're gonna have to live with a life sentence You got no dear friends So it's the best you ever had
Take a knife and put it through my chest Won't feel a thing, there's nothing left Go live your life, fuck your goodbyes If you're gonna leave, leave me for dead
Compositores: Finlay Graham Dow Smith (Fin Dow Smith), Peter John Rees Rycroft (Lostboy), Cleo Jade Tighe (Cleo Tighe), Taylor Gayle Rutherfurd (Gayle) ECAD: Obra #34911558 Fonograma #44990559