The Worst Of Them (Acoustic)

It's funny how every time you push me away.
You turn around and you beg me to stay.
Cut down by the things you say.
It's the beating of a broken drum.
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey.
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey.
One of these days you'll push me away.
Turn around, it'll be too late.
Your love is addictive, trying hard just to quit it.
But you're drowning yourself, you won't catch a breath until you admit it.
Is anybody out there?
I'm dying in a nightmare.
You got third degree burns and now it's your turn to feel what I feel.
Yeah, and if it don't hurt then you know what we got ain't real.
It's funny how every time you push me away.
You turn around and you beg me to stay.
Cut down by the things you say.
It's the beating of a broken drum.
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey.
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey.
One of these days you'll push me away.
Turn around, it'll be too late.
Oh, your love is a monster, it's eating me alive.
Let go of my hand, you don't give a damn and it's killing me inside.
You show me no mercy.
Did God make a mistake?
Put a hole in your heart and then you will start to feel what I feel.
And if it don't hurt then you know what we got ain't real.
It's funny how every time you push me away.
You turn around and you beg me to stay, beg me to stay.
It's funny how every time you push me away.
You turn around and you beg me to stay, babe.
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey.
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey.
One of these days you'll push me away.
And it'll be too late.