Forgiveness is where it begins
You have none
And I am wearing thin
Something's got to give
My intentions were never to harm
You thought you found the one
But I was just a false alarm
I'm never half of what you are
[Chorus:]
I'm not complaining
I'm just sick of blaming myself
Try - No one seems to give a shit
Why we made it to the 50 yard line
Nothing's ever good enough
Everything's fine
I feel like I'm wasting my time
You always run to see if I chase
I stand back and let it blow up in my face
I really think I hate these games
I'm only kidding, among other things
I hate this you treat me like a mental case
Find someone else to take my place
[Chorus]
I'm leaving this week alright
I made up my mind this time
So I'm leaving this week oh yeah
I made up my mind this time
[Chorus]
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Wakefield - Girls Rock Boys Lyrics
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Forgiveness is where it begins
You have none
And I am wearing thin
Something's got to give
My intentions were never to harm
You thought you found the one
But I was just a false alarm
I'm never half of what you are
[Chorus:]
I'm not complaining
I'm just sick of blaming myself
Try - No one seems to give a shit
Why we made it to the 50 yard line
Nothing's ever good enough
Everything's fine
I feel like I'm wasting my time
You always run to see if I chase
I stand back and let it blow up in my face
I really think I hate these games
I'm only kidding, among other things
I hate this you treat me like a mental case
Find someone else to take my place
[Chorus]
I'm leaving this week alright
I made up my mind this time
So I'm leaving this week oh yeah
I made up my mind this time
[Chorus]
You have none
And I am wearing thin
Something's got to give
My intentions were never to harm
You thought you found the one
But I was just a false alarm
I'm never half of what you are
[Chorus:]
I'm not complaining
I'm just sick of blaming myself
Try - No one seems to give a shit
Why we made it to the 50 yard line
Nothing's ever good enough
Everything's fine
I feel like I'm wasting my time
You always run to see if I chase
I stand back and let it blow up in my face
I really think I hate these games
I'm only kidding, among other things
I hate this you treat me like a mental case
Find someone else to take my place
[Chorus]
I'm leaving this week alright
I made up my mind this time
So I'm leaving this week oh yeah
I made up my mind this time
[Chorus]