Babe
You're starting to weigh down on me
This ain't what I signed up for
I'll leave
Oh, you want me to stay now?
Please
Let me take my rose-colored glasses off
You lie
You play charades with verbs
You got a way with words
I'm tired
You say whatever hurts
You got a way with words
Grace
Prepare to be let down
Lessons they make you better
Wipe all the tears away from your face
Don't drown in regrets now
Tables they turn around
You lie
You play charades with verbs
You got a way with words
I'm tired
You say whatever hurts
You got a way with words
