Bec Sandridge You're A F..cking Joke
[Pre-chorus]
Go, gotta leave this town
And break these columns down
Oh I'm holding from your skin
And don't let the f..cker in.
Well it's hard enough to hear you're sorry
And I was dancing on my own
It's a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
Go gotta leave this town
And break these columns down
Oh I'm holding from your skin
And don't let the f..ckers in
Well it's hard enough to hear you're sorry
And I was dancing on my own
It's a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along
Baby you're a f..cking joke
I think it's funny you feel a little cold
You got a hunger you can't control
And now I'm leaving, you say "don't you go".
Baby you're a f..cking joke
I think it's funny you feel a little cold
You got a hunger like a horse.
And now I'm leaving, you say "don't you go".
[Outro]
