Heartbreak of the Century

Distraction will be the death of me, oh

Assumption is the mother of all fuck ups

And I've been assuming that things are all working out

But this won't be the first time that I've been wrong about you

You're so smart, but my love just ain't enough

Maybe that's okay, I was thinking about fucking myself anyway

It's not like me to be so weak

You got me good, you cut me deep

It's honestly, probably

The heartbreak of the century

Affectionately, you fucked me over

Depression is the devil on my shoulder that I can't suppress

And I feel the desperation

No longer recognise the face that's staring back at me

Are you sure that it can't be like before?

Every signal you sent went over my head and missed the whole point again

It's not like me to be so weak

You got me good, you cut me deep

It's honestly, probably

The heartbreak of the century

Apologies, apologies

They just don't work, she walks away

It's honestly, probably

The heartbreak of the century

You got me, you got me good

And you cut me, you cut me deep

It's honestly, probably

The heartbreak of the century

It's not like me to be so weak

You got me good, you cut me deep

It's honestly, probably

The heartbreak of the century

Apologies, apologies

They just don't work, she walks away

It's honestly, probably

The heartbreak of the century