whatever you want. (symphony)

Baby, why you lying? Why you playin' in my face

You go playin' with my feelings, then I pull myself away

Tell me, is it all in my head?

Tell me what did I do wrong

Maybe at the very least, could I get a heads up?

When's it my turn to be selfish?

When's it my turn to be selfish?

Baby, why you lying? Why you playin' in my face

You go playin' with my feelings, then I pull myself away

I don't need to worry 'bout the future

I know that its nothing to you

I can think about right now and make a song, it's nothing new

You know it's true, you fucking do

Playing dumb like you don't know it hurts, like you don't got a clue

What's the point of saying it to your face, when you make me sick?

You only make me waste

Waste my time on lies, on jokes, it's fine

I need someone to stay here, to call my line

To call my line

"You seem upset,"

Sorry I can't hide it, sorry that i'm like this

Jealousy's a sickness, gets inside my skin

It's insidious

Like an idiot, I sit and wait

As if you would give me a kiss

I know I'm secondary in your life, I know it's true

I'd write your obituary, would you write one for me too?

I know I'm not dead yet

I promise one day soon though

You will finally get to know what it's like to be alone

If I kill myself maybe everyone would remember who I was

Who I was

Who I was

Who I was

Who I was

Who I was

If I kill myself maybe everyone would remember who I was

Who I was

Who I was

Who I was

See me as who I could have been if I never loved anyone

You can go and say you're sorry for the past, that's dead and gone

You can do the common courtesy and then get to move on

You can act and play the part so you can still feel good

You can do whatever that you think you fucking should

You can go and say you're sorry for the past, that's dead and gone

You can do the common courtesy and then get to move on

You can act and play the part so you can still feel good

You can do whatever that you think you fucking should

You can go and say you're sorry for the past, that's dead and gone

There is no forgiveness, why am I even making this song?

You can act and play the part so you can still feel good

You can do whatever that you think you fucking should

You can go and say you're sorry for the past, that's dead and gone

There is no forgiveness, why am I even making this song?

Bound to make history repeat itself, rewriting the same hook

You can do whatever, except think 'bout if you should

If you should