A Gentlemans Sport (исполнитель: Every Time I Die)

(My mind is burning with disgust
I swear to God it is the last
Time that I am talking to you
I'll be inside my room sniffing glue

And though I know we had a blast
It was over really fast
And I don't need you, don't want you anymore
You're such a bore)

Don't look at me
Don't talk to me
Don't look at me
Don't talk to me

Don't look at me (You said you didn’t miss me)
Don't talk to me (You don’t wanna see me)
Don't look at me (And maybe you were right)
Don't talk to me (But did you have to be [bad word]  did we have to fight?)

Don't look at me (And though I know we had a blast)
Don't talk to me (It was over really fast)
Don't look at me (And I don't need you, don't want you anymore)
Don't talk to me (You're such a bore)
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