Sour

I'm not used to attention
So don't be suspicious if i act strange
And all those things you said about her
Will you say them about me too
And what about all the others
Who threw themselves at you
And am i just another
To make things go
Sour
Heart is a melancholy word
And love can't save me that's for sure
Cry is a stupid sounding verb
Can it get much worse i'm unsure
And i'm used to affliction
But never from you (No, not you!)
And I thought things would be different
Were you telling me the truth
And did your gaze just wander
It's always someone or
Some other
Heart is a melancholy word
And love can't save me that's for sure
Cry is a stupid sounding verb
Can it get much worse i'm unsure


Blame it all on me now
Like i was never there for you
Short of your prestige yes
Too immature to know
Sorry for all I said but
Why do i have to apologize for something that you did
Can it with the secrets
I was always there for you
And that's true
But heart is a melancholy word
And love can't save me that's for sure
Cry is a stupid sounding verb
Can it get much worse
Can it get much worse
Heart is a melancholy word
And love can't save me that's for sure
Cry is a stupid sounding verb
Can it get much worse i'm
Pretty sure it can