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Picking up the pieces No, I didn't mean this Prolly should have bitten my tongue right now Prolly should have kept it all in my mouth Now I Don't know what to say to Make the situation Any better than what it is right now Any better than what it is right now 'Cause I know that you're tired I see it in you're red eyes But I don't wanna lie Even if they're as white As your kitchen tiles Spilled a bottle of feelings Now it's all over your kitchen floor No, I never meant to lead you on Spent two hours on cleaning But I could be trying all night long It won't ever look the same at all Now we act likе strangers staying in your apartment When just a littlе clarity was all that I wanted My demons keep on finding their way out of my mouth I guess they've always been there, they're just getting too loud And all our sentences are ending in collateral damage 'Cause when we lose our tempers they get harder to manage It's fucked up, 'cause in the morning we know we gon' regret it Still we're standing face to face over a bottle that's shattered Spilled a bottle of feelings Now it's all over your kitchen floor No, I never meant to lead you on Spent two hours on cleaning But I could be trying all night long It won't ever look the same at all Spilled a bottle of feelings (spilled a bottle of feelings) Now it's all over your kitchen floor (now it's all over your kitchen floor) Spent two hours on cleaning But I could be trying all night long It won't ever look the same at all
Writer(s): Pascal Martin, Claudio Maselli, Ilayda Thober Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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