Tekster: Coretta Scott. Other. Don't Stop Breathing.
This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do
A change of attitude, my temper's getting worse
I blame this not on you, it's not your fault
I know it is my own, I've grown colder
Last night you said it's tearing you apart to be my friend
Last night you said my selfishness that heats the glass
burns your lungs but don't stop breathing
I'm tired of romantic mornings of exotic flowers
When do scenester girls lose interest in these things?
I'll stay right here in bed, I'm not moving
You're more than welcome to come count tiles on my ceiling
Last night you said it's tearing you apart to be my friend
Last night you said my selfishness that heats the glass
burns your lungs but don't stop breathing
Our love affair it wasn't fair
I treated you so badly
I think about it constantly
Oh, our love affair it wasn't fair
I treated you so badly
I think about it constantly
Last night you said it's tearing you apart to be my friend
Last night you said my selfishness that heats the glass
burns your lungs but don't stop breathing
This is no selfish game,
I get what I want and I don't want you, you
This is no selfish game,
I get what I want and I don't want you, you
Last night you said it's tearing you apart to be my friend
Last night you said my selfishness that heats the glass
burns your lungs but don't stop breathing
Coretta Scott
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