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Lyrics:
Spitting blood in a hotel bathroom
What a way to spend a weekend
In your company I feel uneasy
With your cold shoulder, fever dreaming
In your company I feel uneasy
Like I would wake up murdered
Well I wouldn’t wake up really
But I think I know what I mean
You’re fucked up and I’m lonely
You’re fucked up, we’re fucked up, I’m fucked up
You held me close as though I was there
You held me close as though I could care
As though I cared
But I ain’t even thinking of you
I ain’t even thinking of you
Trembling hands scratch my back
I know you’re trying your best babe
But really you’re just making me laugh
But is it wrong I don’t mind
That I’m wasting your precious time?
Is it something I should fight?
This feeling of emptiness inside
‘Cause I’ve been waiting
for something more than
you for years now
But you held me close as though I was there
You held me close as though I could care
As though I cared
But I ain’t even thinking of you
No I ain’t even thinking of you
I don’t even want to
I ain’t even thinking of you
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