Sick of forgetting, tired of pretending All that shit you said is burning And I'm sorry, but I can't forget Friendship is hurting Parents say it's learning But it's so disturbing Is it really meant to be like this?
I'm not so sure that I can really handle that My heart's so sore, it feels like it might crack Against a wall, I can't take a step back Step back (back, back, back)
You don't know a thing about me, about me, about me Strangled by your jealousy of me, of me You only see what you wanna see So why don't you tell me what you really think? You don't know a thing about me, about me, about me You don't know a thing
Always defending, seems it's never-ending Guess our self-doubt's unrelеnting And I'm sorry that you feel that way But all this talking and relentless mocking It is so еxhausting, and I know that I'm worth more than that
I'm not so sure that I can really handle this My heart's so sore, it feels like I can't breathe Against a wall, I'm falling to my knees My knees (knees, knees, knees)
You don't know a thing about me, about me, about me Strangled by your jealousy of me, of me You only see what you wanna see So why don't you tell me what you really think? You don't know a thing about me, about me, about me You don't know a thing You don't know a thing You don't know a thing
You don't know a thing You don't know a thing about me, about me, about me Strangled by your jealousy of me, of me
You only see what you wanna see So why don't you tell me what you really think? You don't know a thing about me, about me, about me You don't know a thing (about me, about me, about me) You don't know a thing (about me, about me, about me) You don't know a thing
Compositores: Aviva Payne (Aviva), Jean-paul Funy, Matthew David Coulter (Matais Coulter) ECAD: Obra #37982950