Checkmate, B*tch Testo

Testo Checkmate, B*tch

I've grown to hate the nighttime, because of you and me and memories of sitting there on the roof, watching The storm roll thru this little town
And the night that you said that im yours and you're mine and it us together forever
And you built me up just to watch me fall down
I've grown to hate the glisten, of silver and diamonds and gold
And the engagement ring, I wish you'd seen it
But it doesn't matter cos you left me here..alone
So im calling you tonight to tell to get out of my life because I want to hate you
And the way you lied to me, you never were in love with me
And every day I spend here in this hell you left me in
Is another day closer to a time when I get to live again
Its grown out of proportion, And I think you've become obsessed
But my view of a relationship involves a little more than sex
I shouldn't even be listening to the sound of your voice
But its way past time that I move on
and I guess I have no choice
So im calling you tonight to tell to get out of my life because I want to hate you
And the way you lied to me, you never were in love with me
And every day I spend here in this hell you left me in
Is another day closer to a time when I get to live again
I've grown to hate your name, I've grown to hate your voice,
I've grown to hate your kiss and the way they taste like cigarettes,
so I stay here and I bury myself in regret,
So I make it bleed and try to forget,
But it doesn't do anything cos you know damn well I love her and I'm no longer alone
then why the hell do I see your number when I check my answerphone?
But I'm calling you tonight to tell to get out of my life because I want to hate you
And the way you lied to me, you never were in love with me
And every day I spend here in this hell you left me in
Is another day closer to a time when I get to live again
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