Lyrics

It reads BLANK
Surely impossible
Logistically improbable
But I sing it like gospel
I shout it on megaphones
I get real hot in tone, yeah
When you don’t sing it back to me...
Hear not the way my heart beats
Didn’t I see you in the summertime?
Where I have lost control
I let you watch me lose my mind
Some say I should be ashamed
But I don’t don’t mind the way
I have carried on
Because...
Sometimes it’s not enough to cry
Sometimes “sorry” is a greasy alibi
Be sure it’s the reason why
Oh I, no I can’t fucking stand you
(No cigarettes
No cigarettes
Here in this bed where you lied to me
I’ve no cigarettes honey
No cigarettes dummy
‘cause lately all you do is lie to me)
Written by: Brontez Purnell
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