Shut Up 歌词

I, I wanna make you cry In the worst way It’d just fade away From the story that you told You’re both incredibly spiteful And far too delicate to hold And yet you chase your pain with alcohol It’s not so terrible a vice Until you start to lose control And steering wheel goes But I can’t sit still ‘Cuz you won’t fuck off Shut up, shut up I’m driving now See I I thought that you might spit Through your joyless grin No teeth, pursed lips But still you’re staring quite the same We haven’t spoken for an hour Just stood here smoking in the rain Shit, I thought you’d wanna know But I can’t sit still ‘Cuz you won’t fuck off Shut up, shut up I’m driving now ‘Cuz I don’t sleep sound Since we first hooked up Shut up, shut up I’m driving now Straight out of fucking town I saw a portrait of a broken man Have you anything to sell? Another day spent high as hell Having sick, serious conversations with myself Inventing complicated plans Involving you and me and several people You probably wouldn’t know Or even care to if you did so Since I’m afraid of all the versions of me that live inside your head Is it a symptom or a blessing to have convinced yourself you’re dead? Shit, I’ll just writhe around pretending nothing’s wrong Fuck this Fuck you all I’m gone