Testo W.F.F. - Ghost Town
Testo della canzone W.F.F. (Ghost Town), tratta dall'album The After Party
I dare you to come closer
I dare you to get close
I dare you to come closer
This is making me sick!
(Bleh)
I'm done wasting my time
How can you live like this?
I tried to be your friend,
But you were fakin'.
After everything we've been through
I saved you from yourself,
When you had no one else
Now you walk past me like you don't know me
But you wouldn't be alive if you didn't call me
That night when you had no where else to go,
You were crying on the phone,
Sick to your stomach on the floor
That night when you had no one else to call,
Sick to your stomach on the floor,
You were calling me like, Doctor!
"Doctor! Doctor!"
You're trying to live up to these expectations
But realize I don't expect a thing.
Just open up a little
Cuz this ain't riddle
Spend every minute thinking how you've used me
Now you walk past me like you don't know me
But you wouldn't be alive if you didn't call me
That night when you had no where else to go,
You were crying on the phone,
Sick to your stomach on the floor
That night when you had no one else to call,
Sick to your stomach on the floor,
You were calling me like, Doctor!
"Doctor! Doctor!"
Broken friendships might be endless
Take back the time that I said we should end this
Maybe if we just put this behind us,
Take off these blindfolds, see that we got trust
You walk past me like you don't know me
Spending your nights out with all my homies
Maybe if you just cut out your ego,
Sever the ties, you gave me a reason
Late last night you asked me nice,
But you burned one bridge,
Double crossed me twice,
Three strikes I'm over it
That night when you had no where else to go,
You were crying on the phone,
Sick to your stomach on the floor
That night when you had no one else to call,
Sick to your stomach on the floor,
You were calling me like, Doctor!
That night when you had no where else to go,
You were crying on the phone,
Sick to your stomach on the floor
That night when you had no one else to call,
Sick to your stomach on the floor,
You were calling me like, Doctor!
"Doctor! Doctor!"
Worst. Friends. Forever.
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Green, Evan Pearce, Kevin Ghost, Alix Monster
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