She crawls across the floor and whispers in my ear
Says “I’m not having fun anymore”
Drunk on her breath swollen eyes and her tears
And the shot gun wedding in the back of my car
Black circles under my eyes
Cause I never sleep at night
Drowning in her tears
Makes me feel like flypaper for her fears
When will this be over?
I feel like I can’t breathe
Holding my hair back and letting this world go
I’m sick of this side of me
Sick of this side of me
Tripped on my tongue with my foot in my mouth
And stumbled face first into her sarcastic smile
She says, “pass out go to sleep this never happened”
You’ll say sorry in the morning when you open your eyes
All that were left were lies
So she said it would be alright
Couldn’t help but believe
She’d made a first class fool out of me
When will this be over?
I feel like I can’t breathe
Holding my hair back and letting this world go
I’m sick of this side of me
Sick of this side of me
I was the cannon ball that broke down her walls
And she was the face on a magazine staring back at me
But I guess it’s all over
When will this be over?
I feel like I can’t breathe
Holding my hair back and letting this world go
I’m sick of this side of me
Sick of this side of me
