The words are coming I feel terrible

Is it typical for us to end like this

Am I just another scene

From a movie that you've seen 100 times

Cause baby you weren't the first or the last or the worst

And I've got to fill the blanks in the past with a verse

And we could sit around and cry but frankly you're not worth it

Anymore

So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under

Lipstick lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand that you're making new friends

This is how you get by

The moral this time is

Girls make boys cry

On any other day I'd shoot the boy

Cause your simple toy

Had caused a scene like this

Leave him hanging on the walls

Just a picture in the hall

Like 100 more

Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips

And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips

I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix

For such a simple little whore

So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under

Lipstick lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand that you're making new friends

This is how you get by

The moral this time is

Girls make boys cry

And your name remains the same

All that has changed is this pretty face

So pull the trigger

It never gets closer

You want to start over

But never start over