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Verse
Losing control, and she know
Knife to my throat, and she won’t (let go)
Falling in holes, the shovel
Is in her hold, I shoulda known
uh oh am I insane, when did things change
We are talking more, not the same
Call me too late, just to complain
You’re just taking score, of mistakes
Pre Chorus
If you really wanna break my heart
Then break it already
So just go tear me apart
Tear it away I’m ready
Chorus
And I can’t take no more pain
Riding the waves heartbreak
Just let me lay her to waste
That pretty face will not show me
Any regret or remorse
Hands in pockets of my pants
Cus you won’t hold them no more
When’d you get cold don’t understand
Verse
And she don’t like it when I going crazy
Can’t keep with all her tantrums
And she don’t like it when I going lazy
Daydreaming about tha one
Lately I pretend I found true love
Before I knew you, I thought it was ya
So stupid convinced, but it never got
Better off if I never met ya
Pre Chorus
If you really wanna break my heart
Then break it already
So just go tear me apart
Tear it away I’m ready
Chorus
And I can’t take no more pain
Riding the waves heartbreak
Just let me lay her to waste
That pretty face will not show me
Any regret or remorse
Hands in pockets of my pants
Cus you won’t hold them no more
When’d you get cold don’t understand
Post Chorus
Hmmm
Hmmm
Hmmm
Hmmm
Verse
Stabbed me in the back, chop me with an ax
Give a heart attack, you know I won’t slap back
Bending till my back cracks, Every step we just backtrack
Gamble like it’s black jack, Could it get worse asked that,
(look how it has crashed)
(Backwards we backtrack)
And I’m stuck with broken pieces to glue
Like two different puzzle pieces that don’t
Barely fit together no thanks to you
We are only held on by my hope
Pre Chorus
If you really wanna break my heart
Then break it already
So just go tear me apart
Tear it away I’m ready
Chorus
And I can’t take no more pain
Riding the waves heartbreak
Just let me lay her to waste
That pretty face will not show me
Any regret or remorse
Hands in pockets of my pants
Cus you won’t hold them no more
When’d you get cold don’t understand
Post Chorus
Hmmm
Hmmm
Hmmm
Hmmm