歌词
Time to think of you as some kind of heroine
Time to think of you as something that will fade with time
Time to think of you as some kind of distant sin
Time to think of you as just a days forgotten dream
Things that you said and the things that you never did
Things that you did and the things that you never said
Left me empty and alone
Kinda trying to atone
Left me empty and alone
Kinda trying to atone
You must be an emotional heretic
Your world has become like shit on a stick
No matter how hard I try
Someone close to me, like now I carry their grudge
Empty and alone, the only thing that's real
Empty and alone, the only thing that's real
Empty and alone, the only thing that's real
Empty and alone, the only thing that's real
Things that you said and the things that you never did
Things that you did and the things that you never said
Left me empty and alone
Kinda trying to atone
You must be an emotional heretic
Your world has become like shit on a stick
No matter how hard I try
Someone close to me, like now I carry their grudge
You must be an emotional heretic
Your world has become like shit on a stick
No matter how hard I try
Someone close to me, like now I carry their grudge
You must be an emotional heretic
Your world has become like shit on a stick
No matter how hard I try
Someone close to me, like now I carry their grudge
You must be an emotional heretic
Your world has become like shit on a stick
No matter how hard I try
Someone close to me, like now I carry their grudge
I wanted to see what the insides look like so
Just cut it open
It was already dead
How can someone be so elusive?
How can someone be so fucking passive?
Even if I went through all the circles of hell for you
You wouldn't even piss on me
But it's too late, it's too late, my dear
Because I'm already there
How can someone be so elusive?
How can someone be so fucking passive?
Even if I went through all the circles of hell for you
You wouldn't even piss on me
But it's too late, it's too late, my dear
Because I'm already there
You must be an emotional heretic
Your world has become like shit on a stick
No matter how hard I try
Someone close to me, like now I carry their grudge
