Lyrics

I hate the way you breathe when watching the tv
I hate the way you like to grind your crooked teeth
i'm sick and tired of things I hear you say
all my happiness has slowly drained away
that's the end
ex girlfriend
Is this the only language
that we can manage
we're both full of shit
why can't we just admit
it's clearly over
there's no four leaf clover
our luck's all run out
I just wanna shout
fuck you
you really hate my friends you always talking down
you said the clothes I wear I got at lost and found
you're sick and tired with how I live my life
neither one of us is getting out alive
that's the end
ex girlfriend
Is this the only language
that we can manage
we're both full of shit
why can't we just admit
it's clearly over
there's no four leaf clover
our luck's all run out
I just wanna shout
fuck you
Written by: Cahir O'Doherty
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