This won't be the last you'll hear from me,
it's just the start.
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks,
like you did to me.
I will hold a candle up to you,
to singe your skin.
Brace yourself: I'm bent with bitterness.
You can't foresee
When your apologies fail to ring true, (you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew
Or phrases like 'I thought you knew', while keeping me in hot pursuit.
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin (absence follows).
In the end, I win every time,
as ink remains.
Sour tastes prevail as you play back
the tape machine
When your apologies fail to ring true, (you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew
Or phrases like 'I thought you knew', while keeping me in hot pursuit.
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin (absence follows).
Emm Gryner - For What Reason Lyrics
Emm Gryner - For What Reason Lyrics
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This won't be the last you'll hear from me,
it's just the start.
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks,
like you did to me.
I will hold a candle up to you,
to singe your skin.
Brace yourself: I'm bent with bitterness.
You can't foresee
When your apologies fail to ring true, (you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew
Or phrases like 'I thought you knew', while keeping me in hot pursuit.
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin (absence follows).
In the end, I win every time,
as ink remains.
Sour tastes prevail as you play back
the tape machine
When your apologies fail to ring true, (you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew
Or phrases like 'I thought you knew', while keeping me in hot pursuit.
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin (absence follows).
it's just the start.
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks,
like you did to me.
I will hold a candle up to you,
to singe your skin.
Brace yourself: I'm bent with bitterness.
You can't foresee
When your apologies fail to ring true, (you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew
Or phrases like 'I thought you knew', while keeping me in hot pursuit.
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin (absence follows).
In the end, I win every time,
as ink remains.
Sour tastes prevail as you play back
the tape machine
When your apologies fail to ring true, (you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew
Or phrases like 'I thought you knew', while keeping me in hot pursuit.
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin (absence follows).
Writer: Joseph Thomas Elliott, Richard Savage, Robert John Lange, Philip Kenneth Collen, Richard John Cyril Allen, Stephen Maynard Clark
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management