Sick Of Your Face

Is this the end? I get bored when you kiss me

I'll play pretend, tired of hurting your feelings

Boy you look lost, crossed your legs on my bedsheets

But I've ticked off all the ways you can get to me

My love, you failed at what you could have been

I played the game but didn't mean to win

You stayed we fought but I can walk away

There's nothing more so give it up

Getting sick of your face

Getting sick of your face

Getting sick of your face

Getting sick of your

We're tangled up, did I give you some issues?

Fooling around, saying things like I miss you

I show your texts, to my friends they all hate you

But part of me thinks, that we could still have a breakthrough

My love, you failed at what you could have been

I played the game but didn't mean to win

You stayed we fought but I can walk away

There's nothing more so give it up

Getting sick of your face

Getting sick of your face

Getting sick of your face

Getting sick of your