| Sweet Nothings | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Look at me, now, come on Aren't I supposed to be yours? You're surely not treating me like it Abandoning me, yes you are You just repeat that you love me but You're making me cry Speak to me, please, baby Sweet nothings are shit without somethings And now, you're surely not whispering at all Just yelling, yes you are I feel like you hate me - and I hate you And don't call me a bitch! I'm just so tired and worn down Your constant barrage surrounds me What would one nice word cost you? More than you're willing to spend on me Another test, you fail again Fuck you! Fuck you! But no, no, I do love you Even if you don't acknowledge it And surely you must feel the same After so many peaceful assurances But I feel like you hate me - and I hate you Please don't call me a bitch... Just over and over again Just you yelling me away I know you don't hate me, baby And I really don't hate you And please, please Just don't call me a bitch |
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