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Texty: Evenessance. Call Me When You're Sober.

Don't cry to me
If you loved me
You would be here with me

You want me
Come find me
Make up your mind

Should have let you fall
Lose it all
So maybe you can remember yourself

Can't keep believing
We're only deceiving ourselves
And I'm sick of the lie
And you're too late

Don't cry to me
If you loved me
You would be here with me

You want me
Come find me
Make up your mind

Couldn't take the blame
Sick with shame
Must be exhausting
To lose your own game

Selfishly hated
No wonder you're jaded
You can't play the victim this time
And you're too late

So don't cry to me
If you loved me
You would be here with me

You want me
Come find me
Make up your mind

You never call me
When you're sober
You only want it
'Cause it's over, it's over

How could I
Have burned paradise?
How could I?
You were never mine

So don't cry to me
If you loved me
You would be here with me

Don't lie to me
Just get your things
I've made up your mind

Evenessance