Gift Giver Chatterbox Lyrics

It's getting old
Your eyes, your lies, you parasite!
You get off on attention
f*cking impure affection

It's getting old
You think you're plated in gold
Your time is up, I don't give a f*ck
Can you see my intentions?

Bending over backwards
Just to find out you're fake
Devoted so much time in you
My first big mistake
I've never tried so f*cking hard
To make things work out
I fought so hard for nothing
Now I want out

I want out
Just shut your goddamn mouth!

I've lost my mind
So you better say a prayer for me
I'm dead inside
So I'm sure there's nothing left for me It's getting old
Your eyes, your lies, you parasite!
You won't get my attention
f*ck your bullshit intentions

It's getting old
You think you're plated in gold
Time is up, I don't give a f*ck
Do you see my intentions?

There's no more respect here
I'm done wiping up your tears
There's no f*cking respect here
I never wanted to be here

Are you happy?
You got what you wanted from me
Are you happy?
Are you f*cking happy?
Are you happy
You watched everything get taken from me
Are you happy?

Just shut your goddamn mouth!
f*ck!