LYRIC FOR SALE

By Shebot

Sometimes I try too hard, cos
When we first met
We were the perfect fit
Day and night you kept me well lit
Never wanting to go home
As if I live in my phone
You complain if I’m not at your beckon call
My feet do the walking
I never get very far
Do only as you say, don’t do as you do
Like I’m that fool

I keep in mind you play fight club with my pride
On guard, you know just how to twist the knife
Cos you know just how to kill me
It’s like being in love with a zombie

Take me to a new octane
I’m waiting, I’m waiting and now I need to explain
While reaching for you I seem to have lost my way
Cos I die inside a little every time you manipulate me
Maintain not managing the problem
Unwilling to share you
You avoid my point of view to speak the unthinkable
Stop this merry-go-round before I despise you

I keep in mind you play fight club with my pride
On guard, you know just how to twist the knife
Cos you know just how to kill me
It’s like being in love with a zombie

He went there and he don’t care
Testing my self-defense, sticks and stones
Push me try to catch me off balance
Hands that do the talking always go too far
Macabre love falls, wet `n wild
The energy, dizzying heights and the drowning of sorrows

I keep in mind you play fight club with my pride
On guard, you know just how to twist the knife
Cos you know just how to kill me
It’s like being in love with a zombie

Sometimes I try too hard
Cos I lay all bets
You’re a heartbeat from an absolute fit
And you keep it well hid
But my blood is boiling
And I’ve had enough of enough of him
The warrior gene kicks in
So suddenly it’s not funny
One to ten, start running!