Letra

This ain't a situation This is a penny drop Came to a realisation You're just hearing what you want I'm rejecting the implication, your opinion's a golden gift Enough with the indignation Hear the facts of the points you missed And oh, you're not even listening, so Slide past the point I'm making The words ain't of use to you I'm watching the cold front breaking You want victory over truth But the truth is I never did like you Not even just one touch You don't believe in nothing Don't you pretend too much Yeah Yeah Yeah What even makes you like this? What is the point to prove When you convince somebody of something That you know isn't even true? Well, it says more about you than me When you make this about my faults When you're losing ground, you attack me Well, thanks, glad you shared those thoughts And woah, you're just so insincere, so Slide past the point I'm making The words ain't of use to you I'm watching the cold front breaking You want victory over truth But the truth is I never did like you Not even just one touch You don't believe in nothing Don't you pretend too much No, this isn't sport, it's a point I dearly care about and Now you ridicule the conversation, tear it down and Your non-sequitur's not cute, you use it 'cause you're losing Would it hurt that much to be wrong for once? Well, I hate how nobody else sees it They all seem to cherish you Well, if I get the chance, I'll seize it 'Cause I want them to know you like I do Slide past the point I'm making The words ain't of use to you I'm watching the cold front breaking You want victory over truth But the truth is I never did like you Not even just one touch You don't believe in nothing Don't you pretend too much
Writer(s): Stanley Laurence Michael Stevenson-byrne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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