https://www.facebook.com/CarmelParadiseband/
music & lyrics by Carmel Paradise,
produced by Ken Coomer,
copyright Buckingham Entertainment Group
You’re casual with your bullshit and you’re quick with your excuses and
I know it might be difficult, but god you make me sick
And oh I’m burning down the bridge between us, knowing it’ll all go down in flames
You’re cheap with your emotions and you’re full of shit, you know it, and
I think it might be easier if you just disappeared
And oh, our love is in a drought and I know we won’t live without a little rain
Try to forget you like a bad tattoo, like a drunken Friday night that makes you smell like cheap perfume
Try to block you out, ‘cause I hate the sound of you telling me you’re sorry, do you think it matters now?
I left your things out on the lawn, I want you gone
You’re quick to find a problem with me, but I’m not the one who’s always
Running from their demons and pretending you don’t see them
But I hope you figured out that I’m not gonna stick around, not anymore
You put on such a show and push the truth down deep below
But baby, hiding what you’re feeling doesn’t make you more appealing
‘Cause the truth is you’re an asshole and I just don’t wanna handle such a chore
Try to forget you like a bad tattoo, like a drunken Friday night that makes you smell like cheap perfume
Try to block you out, ‘cause I hate the sound of you telling me you’re sorry, do you think it matters now?
I left your things out on the lawn, I want you gone
I want you out, I want you crying and breaking down
There’s one thing I still have to do, ‘cause I forget to forget about you
Try to forget you like a bad tattoo, like a drunken Friday night that makes you smell like cheap perfume
Try to block you out, ‘cause I hate the sound of you telling me you’re sorry, do you think it matters now?
I left your things out on the lawn
I left your things out on the lawn
I want you gone