Funny how a statement turns to rage
When you keep accusing me of the same damn things
Tell me why you expect me to stay
I'm too f*cking in love to leave you anyways
Sick of us fighting all the time
Because I can't explain what's on my mind
Tired of putting up with all my thoughts
They just keep telling me I'm not enough
And I know that this is not a game
But I feel like an object on display
For you to manipulate and move
Until I'm perfect in the eyes of you
Simple how your thoughts can create
Another reality where I'm playing you like a game
And it makes me sick to think I care
About someone who is only halfway there
I haven't slept in days
It's driving me insane
That I have nothing coursing through my veins
You are the needle, and I am the abuse
And I'm so f*cking hooked on you
And I know that this is not a game
But I feel like an object on display
For you to manipulate and move
Until I'm perfect in the eyes of you
The eyes of you
The eyes of you
Oh
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Funny how a statement turns to rage
When you keep accusing me of the same damn things
Tell me why you expect me to stay
I'm too f*cking in love to leave you anyways
Sick of us fighting all the time
Because I can't explain what's on my mind
Tired of putting up with all my thoughts
They just keep telling me I'm not enough
And I know that this is not a game
But I feel like an object on display
For you to manipulate and move
Until I'm perfect in the eyes of you
Simple how your thoughts can create
Another reality where I'm playing you like a game
And it makes me sick to think I care
About someone who is only halfway there
I haven't slept in days
It's driving me insane
That I have nothing coursing through my veins
You are the needle, and I am the abuse
And I'm so f*cking hooked on you
And I know that this is not a game
But I feel like an object on display
For you to manipulate and move
Until I'm perfect in the eyes of you
The eyes of you
The eyes of you
Oh
When you keep accusing me of the same damn things
Tell me why you expect me to stay
I'm too f*cking in love to leave you anyways
Sick of us fighting all the time
Because I can't explain what's on my mind
Tired of putting up with all my thoughts
They just keep telling me I'm not enough
And I know that this is not a game
But I feel like an object on display
For you to manipulate and move
Until I'm perfect in the eyes of you
Simple how your thoughts can create
Another reality where I'm playing you like a game
And it makes me sick to think I care
About someone who is only halfway there
I haven't slept in days
It's driving me insane
That I have nothing coursing through my veins
You are the needle, and I am the abuse
And I'm so f*cking hooked on you
And I know that this is not a game
But I feel like an object on display
For you to manipulate and move
Until I'm perfect in the eyes of you
The eyes of you
The eyes of you
Oh
Writer: Allie Heagle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid