You turn me off at the push of a button
Then you pretend that I don't mean nothing
I'm not a saint, that's easy to tell
But guess what honey? You ain't no angel!You like to scream, use words as a weapon
Well, go ahead, take your best shot woman
I wanna leave you, it's easy to see
But guess what, honey? It's not that easy!We get so complicated
This finger's for our memoriesSo rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say
So, take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left to me
Just bittersweet memoriesI wanna run and escape from your poison
But when I leave, I feel something is missing
I'm not afraid that's easy to tell
This can't be heaven, feels like I'm in hell
You're like a drug that I can't stop taking
I want more and I can't stop craving
I still want you, it's easy to see
But guess what, honey? You're not that good for me!We get so complicated
This finger's for our memoriesSo rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say
So, take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left to me
Just bittersweet memoriesWe get so complicated
This finger's for our memories
We get so complicatedSo rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say
So, take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left to me
Just bittersweet memoriesWoh oh, there's nothing left to say
Woh oh, there's nothing left to say
Composição: Bullet for My Valentine / Don Gilmore / Matt Tuck.
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