Issues - The Worst Of Them lyrics

Funny how every time you push me away, you turn around and you beg me to stay Cut down by the things you say, it's the beating of a broken drum One of these days you'll push me away, turn around it'll be too late You're love is addictive, trying hard just to quit it But you're drowning yourself you won't catch a breath until you admit it Is anybody out there, I'm dying in a nightmare You got third degree burns and now it's your turn to feel what I feel And if it don't hurt then you know what we got ain't real Funny how every time you push me away, you turn around and you beg me to stay Cut down by the things you say, it's the beating of a broken drum One of these days you'll push me away, turn around it'll be too late This love is a monster, it's eating me alive Let go of my hand you don't give a damn and it's k**ing me inside You show me no mercy, did God make a mistake Put a hole in your heart and then you will start to feel what I feel And if it don't hurt then you know what we got ain't real Funny how every time you push me away, you turn around and you beg me to stay Cut down by the things you say, it's the beating of a broken drum One of these days you'll push me away, turn around it'll be too late Where will you go when you've refused my benevolence Funny how every time you push me away, you turn around and you beg me to stay Cut down by the things you say, it's the beating of a broken drum One of these days you'll push me away, turn around it'll be too late