Tired of the games
Tired of the run around
Tired of the lies
Tired of the empty promises
You say you want this but everything is screaming at me that you don't
I feel like such a fool to believe what comes out your mouth
Love is truly blind
I'm stumbling around in the dark trying to reach you but you keep pulling away
This is some sick game to you
Guess what
I'm done playing
My heart is tired
You've managed to beat it up and wreck it up
It's in pieces
Soon I'll get tired of being tired
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
Tired of the games
Tired of the run around
Tired of the lies
Tired of the empty promises
You say you want this but everything is screaming at me that you don't
I feel like such a fool to believe what comes out your mouth
Love is truly blind
I'm stumbling around in the dark trying to reach you but you keep pulling away
This is some sick game to you
Guess what
I'm done playing
My heart is tired
You've managed to beat it up and wreck it up
It's in pieces
Soon I'll get tired of being tired
Eventually you become numb...
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