The Worst of Them - Issues

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

One of these days, you’ll push me away

Turn around, it’ll be too late

Your love is addictive, I’m trying hard just to quit it

But you’re drowning yourself

You won’t catch your 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

And if it don’t hurt, then you know what we got ain’t real

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

One of these days, you’ll push me away

Turn around, it’ll be too late

This 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 can start to feel what I feel

And if it don’t hurt, then you know what we got ain’t real

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

One of these days, you’ll push me away

Turn around, it’ll be too late

Where will you go when you’ve refused my benevolence?

It’s funny how every time you push me away

You turn around and you beg me to stay

Every time you push me away

You turn around and you beg me to stay

Cut down by the things you’ve said, but I’ve had enough

Where will you go when you’ve refused my benevolence?

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

One of these days, you’ll push me away

Turn around, it’ll be too late