1 AM, I GET A TEXT
IT START'S WITH THE WORDS
I THINK IT'S BEST
AND ENDS WITH THE WORDS
I'M SORRY
YOU COULDN'T EVEN DO IT FACE TO FACE
CUT ME LIKE A MILLION RAZOR BLADES
YOU MOVED ON WITHOUT A SINGLE WORRY
BUT NOW I HAVE BEEN CRYIN'
CRYIN' OUT TEARS, BEEN LYIN'
PRETENDING THAT YOU'RE DYIN'
OF A BROKEN HEART
YOU DON'T GET TO HURT LIKE ME
DON'T GET NO SYMPOTHY
YOU DON'T GET TO ACT LIKE
I WALKED OUT THE DOOR
YOU DON'T GET TO SPREAD THE BLAME
YOU DON'T GET TO SHARE MY PAIN
YOU DON'T GET TO FAKE IT, FAKE IT ANYMORE
CAUSE IT'S MY HEARTACHE NOT YOURS
IT'S MY HEARTACHE NOT YOURS
WHY DON'T YOU ADMIT THE TRUTH
TELL EVERYBODY THAT IT'S ALL ON YOU
THAT I WASN'T THE ONE TO END IT
I LOVED YOU AND YOU KNOW IT
NEVER DO ANYTHING TO BLOW IT
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO HAD TO GO
AND THROW IT ALL AWAY
YOU DON'T GET TO HURT LIKE ME
DON'T GET NO SYMPOTHY
YOU DON'T GET TO ACT LIKE
I WALKED OUT THE DOOR
YOU DON'T GET TO SPREAD THE BLAME
YOU DON'T GET TO SHARE MY PAIN
YOU DON'T GET TO FAKE IT, FAKE IT ANYMORE
CAUSE IT'S MY HEARTACHE NOT YOURS
IT'S MY HEARTACHE NOT YOURS
YOU CAN PITCH A FIT
YOU CAN THROW STONES
FIND SOMEBODY ELSE BUT LEAVE ME ALONE
MOVE AWAY, OR STAY RIGHT HERE
BUT LET ME MAKE ONE THING CLEAR
YOU DON'T GET TO HURT LIKE ME
DON'T GET NO SYMPOTHY
YOU DON'T GET TO ACT LIKE
I WALKED OUT THE DOOR
YOU DON'T GET TO SPREAD THE BLAME
YOU DON'T GET TO SHARE MY PAIN
YOU DON'T GET TO FAKE IT, FAKE IT ANYMORE
CAUSE IT'S MY HEARTACHE NOT YOURS
IT'S MY HEARTACHE NOT YOURS