Yellow Suitcase

Empty mattress, packed up clothes Yellow suitcase by the door But you said that this could be all for the best We can be friends, let's get lunch Or at least let's keep in touch But if we don't have what we had before than I want nothing And I don't think that I can do this anymore Because I can see right through Your pretty little lies And now I know We'll never be alright The more I gave, the more you took away And I won't go, please don't ask me to stay She called me up at home last night And said I didn't want to fight but I think I've heard that line about half a dozen times And then I think that I can find A better use of my precious time Than meeting up with all my old bad habits And I don't think that I can do this anymore Because I can see right through Your pretty little lies And now I know We'll never be alright The more I gave, the more you took away And I won't go, please don't ask me to stay You're always telling me yes So bad at telling you no Don't need a reason for why I really need you to go Once what was getting me high Is dragging me down below And before you storm off I gotta let you know that I can see right through your pretty little lies And now I know I'm gonna be alright The more I gave, the more you took away So now I'll go