Dead roses on Valentine's
Rumours lying on grape vines
Your love washes over me like cheap red wine
But you feel on your lows and they leave me dry
I live on a broken Earth
Scream and, boy, you shout me first
Your blood washes over me like cheap red wine
Your words are like bullets, leave me to die
When you don’t love me
When you don't need me
When you don't want me
Darlin’, it's time
When you don't love me
When you don't need me
When you don't want me
Darlin', it's time
Won't stay when I’m not welcomed
Swarms in and I have been stung
Your love washes over me like gin and lime
Your words are so cold, leave me with frostbite
Do I need truth or healing? (get up)
Down your neck, I’m breathing (get up)
I need to feel needed (get up)
This doesn't justify, yeah
When you don’t love me (when you don't love me)
When you don't need me (when you don't need me)
When you don’t want me (when you don't want me)
Darlin', it's time (darlin', it's time)
When you don't love me (when you don't love)
When you don't need me (oh)
When you don't want me
Darlin', it's time
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