You turn me off at the push of a button
And you pretend that I dont mean nothing
im not a saint thats easy to tell
But guess what honey it aint no angel
You like to scream these words as a weapon
Well go head take your best shot woman
I wanna leave you its easy to see
But guess what honey its not that easy
We get so complicated (COMPLICATED)
These fingers full of memories
So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
Theres nothing left to say so
Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories
(Memories)
I wanna run and escape from your prison
But when I leave I feel something is missing
im not afraid thats easy to tell
This cant be heaven it feels like im in hell
Your like a drug that I cant stop taking
I want more and I cant stop craving
I still want you its easy to see
But guess what honey your not that good for me
Bullet For My Valentine:
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Bullet For My Valentine:
Bullet For My Valentine:
