| You’re just playing with me | |
| Bankrupt emotionally | |
| So you sent me cold hearts and dead flowers, can I send it back? | |
| You splash out on some fancy perfume in a beautiful, but a rented room. | |
| And it takes bitter grapes to make it, our finest wine. | |
| And your fallout for flunk philosophies could not be further from my mind. | |
| In actuality, bankrupt emotionally | |
| You promised me you’d fly me to the moon. | |
| You are late, I’m still waiting. | |
| All in one the nature | |
| but seriously, you're drifting me | |
| You’re all over my cloud, | |
| It’s reserved for an angel with darker wings. | |
| If it’s so important to you, can’t you wait? | |
| Can’t you just give in? | |
| In actuality, you’re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| In actuality, you’re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| In actuality, you’re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| You're just playing with me. | |
| Bankrupt emotionally. |
| You' re just playing with me | |
| Bankrupt emotionally | |
| So you sent me cold hearts and dead flowers, can I send it back? | |
| You splash out on some fancy perfume in a beautiful, but a rented room. | |
| And it takes bitter grapes to make it, our finest wine. | |
| And your fallout for flunk philosophies could not be further from my mind. | |
| In actuality, bankrupt emotionally | |
| You promised me you' d fly me to the moon. | |
| You are late, I' m still waiting. | |
| All in one the nature | |
| but seriously, you' re drifting me | |
| You' re all over my cloud, | |
| It' s reserved for an angel with darker wings. | |
| If it' s so important to you, can' t you wait? | |
| Can' t you just give in? | |
| In actuality, you' re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| In actuality, you' re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| In actuality, you' re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| You' re just playing with me. | |
| Bankrupt emotionally. |
| You' re just playing with me | |
| Bankrupt emotionally | |
| So you sent me cold hearts and dead flowers, can I send it back? | |
| You splash out on some fancy perfume in a beautiful, but a rented room. | |
| And it takes bitter grapes to make it, our finest wine. | |
| And your fallout for flunk philosophies could not be further from my mind. | |
| In actuality, bankrupt emotionally | |
| You promised me you' d fly me to the moon. | |
| You are late, I' m still waiting. | |
| All in one the nature | |
| but seriously, you' re drifting me | |
| You' re all over my cloud, | |
| It' s reserved for an angel with darker wings. | |
| If it' s so important to you, can' t you wait? | |
| Can' t you just give in? | |
| In actuality, you' re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| In actuality, you' re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| In actuality, you' re just playing with me. | |
| The facts are there to see, bankrupt emotionally. | |
| You' re just playing with me. | |
| Bankrupt emotionally. |