Слова песни Layover — Doormat
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Her name is a curse that I can’t bear to whisper
Everything’s fucked up since the day I kissed her
The world doesn’t owe me a thing, but I think you do
I’m just too sensitive, and you are just too careless
You think I like being so damn negative all the time?
You think I like being so damn negative all the time?
Don’t call me back with that excuse I’ve heard so much before
I’m not your fucking doormat, why can’t you fucking see that?
Don’t call me back with that excuse I’ve heard so much before
I’m not your fucking doormat
You’ve spent the best years of your life waking up to one night stands
Who ate up every single word and shallow lie you spat into their open hands
You say you’re vulnerable, a victim and “you’ve got it so hard”
But you’re a liar, you’re a mess, how do you expect me to solve your problems?
When you’re a problem in yourself
Don’t call me back with that excuse I’ve heard so much before
I’m not your fucking doormat, why can’t you fucking see that?
Don’t call me back with that excuse I’ve heard so much before
I’m not your fucking doormat
You wouldn’t learn respect if it was force fed down your throat
I hope it makes you choke, I hope it makes you choke
Her name is a curse that I can’t bear to whisper
Everything’s fucked up since the day I kissed her
The world doesn’t owe me a thing, but I think you do
I’m just too sensitive, and you are just too careless
You think I like being so damn negative all the time?
You think I like being so damn negative all the time?
Don’t call me back with that excuse I’ve heard so much before
I’m not your fucking doormat, why can’t you fucking see that?
Don’t call me back with that excuse I’ve heard so much before
I’m not your fucking doormat
You’ve spent the best years of your life waking up to one night stands
Who ate up every single word and shallow lie you spat into their open hands
You say you’re vulnerable, a victim and “you’ve got it so hard”
But you’re a liar, you’re a mess, how do you expect me to solve your problems?
When you’re a problem in yourself
Don’t call me back with that excuse I’ve heard so much before
I’m not your fucking doormat, why can’t you fucking see that?
Don’t call me back with that excuse I’ve heard so much before
I’m not your fucking doormat
You wouldn’t learn respect if it was force fed down your throat
I hope it makes you choke, I hope it makes you choke
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев