backstage blacked out
if you're lucky you might get a shout out
“that girl from last night”
it’s all you’ll ever be
falling over boys with drumsticks and microphones
and you still think you’re not a groupie?
It’s the way we get by
every boy with every lie
excuses and antidotes
just take the pills that make the pain go away
it wont give you what you needed, what you needed him to say
it will be gone in the morning with him and that 4 letter word
but you will never hear him tell you to stay
lets get real, every hand that plays every chord
every word screamed from those pretty lips
the waist you clutch as the lights go dim
the truth is you’re only seeing him
so let go. it’s so much easier to sing.
let go. you don’t want to hurt again.
when you shut it off you didn’t want to live
its a funny world we’re living in. let go.
a new day a new place. it really all looks the same
ohio winters are cold but my heart is aflame, and
it never was like you to stay and fight
crossed off brainwashed, i hate the way I am tonight
I only know how to be me when I’m with you, and I hate it too,
raw vulnerable crawling, I guess I opened up
Can you hear that sugarcult song echoing in the background?
hey girl you know how this ends so don’t let it begin
misunderstood, this angel boy has a devils grin
oh pretty girl is suffering tonight.
so let go. it’s so much easier to sing.
let go. you don’t want to hurt again.
when you shut it off you didn’t want to live
its a funny world we’re living in. let go.
she doesn’t know you like I do
how could anyone? this song isn’t about you.
it’s about all of you.
rip her down. tear her apart.
she’ll like it. because this one doesn’t want to be treated well
fuck me over. you know I’ll come crawling back
so beautiful in blue and black.
so let go.
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