Don’t Want Me Back

Well
It blows, and breaks
It cannot be replaced
She's lying, and trying to get out of the chase

She lulls you back
Into the race
When it's her who draws the finish line
A marshall sets the pace

It grows, but waits
Considers all it takes
The grit in self-analysis of every small mistake

She knows, it aches
Aware of all the stakes
The pressure building on your back until the leather breaks

Don't want me back
Never want you back
Always been crap
Picking of sides, between the lines
You said
Don't want me back
Never want you back
Always been crap
Picking of sides, between the lines

It shows, it flakes
The fragments are displaced
It's changing arrangement, and showing on your face

She's crawling back
Into the space
You vacated so hastily
When she put on the brakes

Don't want me back
Never want you back
Always been crap
Picking of sides, between the lines
You said
Don't want me back
Never want you back
Always been crap
Picking of sides, between the lines

Built on glass
It couldn't last
It's over
It's over

Built on glass
It couldn't last
It's over
It's over

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