the scabs - cant call me yours

I'm tired of fightin', for you rock the boat
I come from miles, and, well, you're at my throat
I heard you say my friends are no good
They say I'm lying, I'm misunderstood

One more false remark, and I'm out of here
'cause I can't stand it anymore
And one more nasty look from your eyes, my dear
And I'm heading for the door

You can play with my heart 'till it's sore
You can tear it apart, that's for sure
You can squeeze 'till it aches, and my poor heart will break
But you can't call me yours anymore

Explanations, where have I been
And accusations, I know I'm obscene
Your disguise is wearing thin
The game is over, please shed your skin

One more false remark, and I'm out of here
'cause I can't stand it anymore
And one more nasty look from your eyes, my dear
And I'm heading for the door

You can play with my heart 'till it's sore
You can tear it apart, that's for sure
You can squeeze 'till it aches, and my poor heart will break
But you can't call me yours anymore

You can play with my heart 'till it's sore
You can tear it apart, that's for sure
You can squeeze 'till it aches, and my poor heart will break
But you can't call me yours anymore

So now you've played with my heart 'till it's sore
You can tear it apart, that's for sure
You can squeeze 'till it aches, and my poor heart will break
But you can't call me yours anymore


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