nobody's favorite person, not even my own
演唱:CAROLESDAUGHTERnobody's favorite person, not even my own (Explicit) - carolesdaughter
Composed by:Thea Taylor/Gabe Greenland/Y2K
Excuses excuses they're all so ******* useless
How can you be sorry
When I still feel all these bruises
How can you be sorry
When I still feel all these bruises
Dreams won't come true in a pawn shop
Got me wipin' my nose at the bus stop
Not sorry just sorry that I got caught
Got too cautious to speak
And that ain't even like me
Clean my conscience with bleach
'Cause no one really likes me
Pounding at my door it's 2 am
You left fourteen calls unanswered
Call me immature I'm so impressed
With the game you manufactured
Got too cautious to speak
And that ain't even like me
Clean my conscience with bleach
'Cause no one really likes me
Good girl get on your knees
Covered in her tattoos
Stay still do as I please
Remind me why I love you
Excuses excuses they're all so ******* useless
How can you be sorry
When I still feel all these bruises
How can you be sorry when I still feel all these
Got too cautious to speak
And that ain't even like me
Clean my conscience with bleach
'Cause no one really likes me
Good girl get on your knees
Covered in her tattoos
Stay still do as
Composed by:Thea Taylor/Gabe Greenland/Y2K
Excuses excuses they're all so ******* useless
How can you be sorry
When I still feel all these bruises
How can you be sorry
When I still feel all these bruises
Dreams won't come true in a pawn shop
Got me wipin' my nose at the bus stop
Not sorry just sorry that I got caught
Got too cautious to speak
And that ain't even like me
Clean my conscience with bleach
'Cause no one really likes me
Pounding at my door it's 2 am
You left fourteen calls unanswered
Call me immature I'm so impressed
With the game you manufactured
Got too cautious to speak
And that ain't even like me
Clean my conscience with bleach
'Cause no one really likes me
Good girl get on your knees
Covered in her tattoos
Stay still do as I please
Remind me why I love you
Excuses excuses they're all so ******* useless
How can you be sorry
When I still feel all these bruises
How can you be sorry when I still feel all these
Got too cautious to speak
And that ain't even like me
Clean my conscience with bleach
'Cause no one really likes me
Good girl get on your knees
Covered in her tattoos
Stay still do as