Don’t Want Me Back
Well
It blows, and breaks
It cannot be replaced
She's lying, and trying to get out of the chase
She lulls you back
Into the race
When it's her who draws the finish line
A marshall sets the pace
It grows, but waits
Considers all it takes
The grit in self-analysis of every small mistake
She knows, it aches
Aware of all the stakes
The pressure building on your back until the leather breaks
Don't want me back
Never want you back
Always been crap
Picking of sides, between the lines
You said
Don't want me back
Never want you back
Always been crap
Picking of sides, between the lines
It shows, it flakes
The fragments are displaced
It's changing arrangement, and showing on your face
She's crawling back
Into the space
You vacated so hastily
When she put on the brakes
Don't want me back
Never want you back
Always been crap
Picking of sides, between the lines
You said
Don't want me back
Never want you back
Always been crap
Picking of sides, between the lines
Built on glass
It couldn't last
It's over
It's over
Built on glass
It couldn't last
It's over
It's over
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