Come a little close
Out your feet up on the sofa
Oh
Now you got a little heart burn
Propably cuz you just woke up
Told me your love wasn't easy
To gain but it felt all the same
And Boy was it quite the pain
Oh I could talk to you freely
Yet there was always a reason to blame
Or mention their name
First it's her mental
Then it's "can we talk?"
After all the bullshit
She still called it
And I'm quite impressed
But I'm slightly pressed
That the only text
Was the "thank you next"
Fuck you
The way that you push through
The people you talk to
I should've warned you
Before I ignored you
I hate that I'm sat here
Talking bout' the past year
I wasn't even near
And yet I hear
Told me your love wasn't easy
To gain but it felt all the same
Boy was it quite the pain
Oh I could talk to your freely
Yet there way always a reason to blame
Or mention there name
I couldn't love you now
Not like I ever knew how
That's my, that's my fault
I knew you would freak out
I know that's how it came about
The wound, the wound
The wound and salt
