Listen
I gave, and gave, and gave
But that just wasn't enough, was it?
Never was. Never is. Never will be
I guess I didn't look sad
Or, ya know, sad enough
Because you told me that if I really meant it
Then I would have been crying like that's the only way that I can possibly
Show that I give a f*ck
But, it is what it is
I suppose I'll just chalk it up to bad luck
Or bad love
Or bad lust
Or bad us
I don't know
I tried to soften up my edges
Be gentle, more ladylike
But you know what?
It's not my goddamn fault that there's a fire inside me
And your eyes just can't handle something so bright
Maybe you should stop believing the things
That you tell yourself so late at night
And hey, do you remember that one time that you smacked me twice?
'Cause I do. But you? You were drowning in booze
Like always
So here's my question to you, if I was supposed to be getting softer
Then what's your excuse?
And if I was the only one who ever had any problems
Then shit, why did you have them too?
Well I've always had 20/20 and so I saw right through
Manipulations, assumptions... and they all only grew
And grew, and grew
And then that gasket, it finally blew
Words fell out of your mouth like they couldn't wait to leave
A whole entire list of things that you incorrectly perceived
Things that you claimed to see, but they did not exist
And so now, neither do we
So you can go wallow in your fake sorrow
And take another drink off that f*cking bottle
And continue to pretend that she comes anywhere close to me
You're just a projector, and I was your screen
Yeah, I'll take half the blame 'cause that's what I allowed us to be
Which is precisely why I had to pack up my shit and leave
You can make me out to be the bad guy, that's fine
You can be the victim and I'll be the committer of the crime
Just don't forget
You're the one who said that you would love me just the way I am
And we both know that was a goddamn lie
You tried to soften up my edges
But they just weren't soft enough
And I'm sorry to burst your little fantasy bubble, friend
But you're not the only one who got cut
Like I said
I suppose I've just got bad luck
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Listen
I gave, and gave, and gave
But that just wasn't enough, was it?
Never was. Never is. Never will be
I guess I didn't look sad
Or, ya know, sad enough
Because you told me that if I really meant it
Then I would have been crying like that's the only way that I can possibly
Show that I give a f*ck
But, it is what it is
I suppose I'll just chalk it up to bad luck
Or bad love
Or bad lust
Or bad us
I don't know
I tried to soften up my edges
Be gentle, more ladylike
But you know what?
It's not my goddamn fault that there's a fire inside me
And your eyes just can't handle something so bright
Maybe you should stop believing the things
That you tell yourself so late at night
And hey, do you remember that one time that you smacked me twice?
'Cause I do. But you? You were drowning in booze
Like always
So here's my question to you, if I was supposed to be getting softer
Then what's your excuse?
And if I was the only one who ever had any problems
Then shit, why did you have them too?
Well I've always had 20/20 and so I saw right through
Manipulations, assumptions... and they all only grew
And grew, and grew
And then that gasket, it finally blew
Words fell out of your mouth like they couldn't wait to leave
A whole entire list of things that you incorrectly perceived
Things that you claimed to see, but they did not exist
And so now, neither do we
So you can go wallow in your fake sorrow
And take another drink off that f*cking bottle
And continue to pretend that she comes anywhere close to me
You're just a projector, and I was your screen
Yeah, I'll take half the blame 'cause that's what I allowed us to be
Which is precisely why I had to pack up my shit and leave
You can make me out to be the bad guy, that's fine
You can be the victim and I'll be the committer of the crime
Just don't forget
You're the one who said that you would love me just the way I am
And we both know that was a goddamn lie
You tried to soften up my edges
But they just weren't soft enough
And I'm sorry to burst your little fantasy bubble, friend
But you're not the only one who got cut
Like I said
I suppose I've just got bad luck
I gave, and gave, and gave
But that just wasn't enough, was it?
Never was. Never is. Never will be
I guess I didn't look sad
Or, ya know, sad enough
Because you told me that if I really meant it
Then I would have been crying like that's the only way that I can possibly
Show that I give a f*ck
But, it is what it is
I suppose I'll just chalk it up to bad luck
Or bad love
Or bad lust
Or bad us
I don't know
I tried to soften up my edges
Be gentle, more ladylike
But you know what?
It's not my goddamn fault that there's a fire inside me
And your eyes just can't handle something so bright
Maybe you should stop believing the things
That you tell yourself so late at night
And hey, do you remember that one time that you smacked me twice?
'Cause I do. But you? You were drowning in booze
Like always
So here's my question to you, if I was supposed to be getting softer
Then what's your excuse?
And if I was the only one who ever had any problems
Then shit, why did you have them too?
Well I've always had 20/20 and so I saw right through
Manipulations, assumptions... and they all only grew
And grew, and grew
And then that gasket, it finally blew
Words fell out of your mouth like they couldn't wait to leave
A whole entire list of things that you incorrectly perceived
Things that you claimed to see, but they did not exist
And so now, neither do we
So you can go wallow in your fake sorrow
And take another drink off that f*cking bottle
And continue to pretend that she comes anywhere close to me
You're just a projector, and I was your screen
Yeah, I'll take half the blame 'cause that's what I allowed us to be
Which is precisely why I had to pack up my shit and leave
You can make me out to be the bad guy, that's fine
You can be the victim and I'll be the committer of the crime
Just don't forget
You're the one who said that you would love me just the way I am
And we both know that was a goddamn lie
You tried to soften up my edges
But they just weren't soft enough
And I'm sorry to burst your little fantasy bubble, friend
But you're not the only one who got cut
Like I said
I suppose I've just got bad luck
Writer: Alexandra Constable
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