Hands Down

(альбом: Fake Love - 2022)

Insane how you play with my pride
Like an axe, my brain split wide
Let me go there, na-na, na-na
Expose your game, I ain't want to be played
Let me play my part naming names
You won't be the same, that's my warning
I blame you, I blame fate, I blame love, not myself
The way that this good thing got dragged into hell
You regre[?]
Like a fever

I'm the best you'll ever have
(Best you'll ever)
You can go a searching around
They don't make 'em like me anymore (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They don't make 'em like me anymore (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They don't make 'em like me anymore

It's joke how you spoke to my face
Like a ghost, up in smoke was your flames
Now I'm laughing, ha-ha, ha-ha
I'm doing fine and you're the punchline
[?] I'm okay
I walked through the fire, I ain't burning
I blame you, I blame fate, I blame love, not myself
The way that this good thing got dragged into hell
You regre[?]
Like a fever

I'm the best you'll ever have
(Best you'll ever)
You can go a searching around
They don't make 'em like me anymore (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They don't make 'em like me anymore (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They don't make 'em like me anymore
I'm the best you'll ever have
(Best you'll ever)
You can go a searching around
They don't make 'em like me anymore (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They don't make 'em like me anymore (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They don't make 'em like me anymore