I look across the crowded room
Across a sea of Friday night routine
Finding victims
With afflictions
It’s almost too easy
Smell the innocence
Mixed with ignorance
I’ll bring you down with me
So I’ll throw the game
Make you think I changed
You’re so sweetly naïve
You pretend that you don’t want this
But you’re still falling in line
I think it’s cute to hear you scream
When you do, you’ll say my name
We both knew it’d come to this
The heartbreak of the morning after
I’ll forget this
You’ll regret this
Like a choice made carelessly
Smell the innocence
Mixed with ignorance
I’ll bring you down with me
So I’ll throw the game
Make you think I changed
You’re so sweetly naïve
You pretend that you don’t want this
‘Cause you’re still falling in line
I think it’s cute to hear you scream
When you do, you’re saying my name
I’m just an empty glass
Looking for a drink
Something to fill the void
So I’m not lonely
I feel better when I’m looking in your eyes
With the knowledge you can see through my lies
Can’t let her know the feelings locked inside
Is this a sickness? Is this a sickness?
You pretend that you don’t want this
But you’re still falling in line
I think it’s cute to hear you scream
When you do, you’ll say my name
Is this the sickness? (It’s just a game)
Is this the sickness? (It’s just a game we play)
Can you tell me (It’s just a game)
Can you tell me (It’s just a game we play)
Morning Sickness
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