White Collar Terrorism by High School Lows
If the stories that you told had any substance,
Baby I'd be lucky, but liars never finish and
They said good guys finish last.
I'm letting go of all you gave me,
The false hopes, doll, and now I'm taking
One last step towards confidance
And I'm never coming back!
Is he really best one you've ever had?
Are you mistaking him for me?
I gave you all I had.
I gave you all I had!
They say that cheaters never prosper,
But girl you didn't listen
Now you're fucking lost, girl
Didn't ever try.
(You Said you didn't ever try!)
I'm coming home, are you coming around?
I'm coming home, are you coming around?
I'm not leaving without answers
(I'm coming home...)
I'm not leaving here until
You come around!
Is he really best one you've ever had?
Are you mistaking him for me?
I gave you all I had.
I gave you all I had!
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