I lay on this mattress, kissing your memory,
Pretending that you're back here, laying with me,
Entwined in the middle of a sad reality,
I'm coping, you're thinking, but it's not fair to me,
So you say good-bye, like I've said a million times,
But I never meant it and I take it back.

So you leave me here, I think I'm so clever and you'll come running back,
Guess I'm as lucky, as a heart attack, or a gunshot in the back,
From your best friend,
Or your girlfriend.

So go now before I die right in front of you,
I shouldn't live like this anymore,
There it was right there in front of me,
But love isn't a gift, it's a disease.

Playing songs that remind me of you,
As I sit undercovers with the lights off in my room,
I explain to you my fear of change,
You're my constant, kill my pain.
So you decide now is the perfect time to break my heart,
And I'm left with these stupid screwdriver brush burn scars.

So you leave me here, I think I'm so clever and you'll come running back,
Guess I'm as lucky, as a heart attack, or a gunshot in the back,
From your best friend,
Or your girlfriend.

So go now before I die right in front of you,
I shouldn't live like this anymore,
There it was right there in front of me,
But love isn't a gift, it's a disease.

I'm calling you and you put me on hold,
I grab at you arm, you begin to scold,
Me for being insecure.
I'm calling you and you put me on hold,
I grab at you arm, you begin to scold,
Me for being insecure.


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Screwdriver Brush Burn song meanings
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