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Correct Giving Up Lyrics

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I’m giving up, baby

I'll paint you a picture
Of a girl in black
Staring at me from across the room, and as we dance
She's whispering everything I want to hear. But I've felt like this so many times, so what's one more, dear?

Here I am by myself again
Sweet soft lips, didn't notice it
You need the rush of what I give, but your pretty little heart it belongs to him
If he breaks it, I'm waiting
End of the bar in the corner faded
But you don't care I fear

So I'm sick of waiting up
Seems my love isn't good enough so
Take those lips and get them out of my head
You're undressed, his apartment
I'm drunk, left with nothing
Don't trust the devil cause she's not who you think she is

No she's not who you think she is
I'm getting sick sick sick of it
No she's not who you think she is
And I'm getting sick of it, sick of it, oh

You're twisting it
Looks to kill and you're killing it
Pulled me and I'm fixed in it
You burn the air and I breathe it in
And you fuck with me everyday
I know you say, it's prolly better this way
I only wish you could stay (Wish you could stay)
I’ve had enough

So I'm sick of waiting up
Seems my love isn't good enough so
Take those lips and get them out of my head
You're undressed, his apartment
I'm drunk, left with nothing
Don't trust the devil cause she's not who you think she is

Take it from me, she'll lead you in
Lips like hell and you’ll burn for it
I don't think girl, you can handle it
And I'm sick of taking blame in every argument
I’m sick of all the bitching and wishing you'd never go
Sick of taking your hate with me out on the road
And if I come back and you're not there
If I come back and you're not there

I’m giving up, baby

So I'm sick of waiting up
Seems my love isn't good enough so
Take those lips and get them out of my head
You're undressed, his apartment
I'm drunk, left with nothing
Don't trust the devil cause she's not who you think she is
I’m sick of waiting up
I’m not good enough, no
You're undressed, his apartment
I'm drunk, left with nothing
Don't trust the devil cause she's not who you think she is

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