Lyrics

What you think I would do? End up breaking your heart? Oh, what a sick excuse for the way that you are And I don't wanna lie And I don't need a ride I won't be your fucking alibi I thought I told you Don't come by here no more I wish our anniversary Didn't hurt for me anymore You (you got a way), you got a way (I'm making use) I'm making use (Of all this space) of all this space What you think I would do? End up breaking your heart? Oh, what a sick excuse for the way that you are And I don't wanna lie And I don't need a ride I won't be your fucking alibi What you think I would do? End up breaking your heart? Oh, what a sick excuse for the way that you are And I don't wanna lie And I don't need a ride I won't be your fucking alibi I thought I told you You can't trust me no more You're begging me to keep my mouth shut I'm thinking how could I anymore You (you got a way) you got a way (Of taking truth) of taking truth (To your grave) to your grave What you think I would do? End up breaking your heart? Oh, what a sick excuse for the way that you are And I don't wanna lie And I don't need a ride I won't be your fucking alibi (your fucking alibi) I won't be, I won't be your alibi I won't be, I won't be your alibi I won't be, I won't be your alibi I won't be your fucking alibi
Writer(s): Nick Anderson, Steven Markowitz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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