Chatterbox Lyrics

It's getting old.
Your eyes, your lies, you parasite!
You get off on attention.
f****** impure affection.
It's getting old.
You think you're plated in gold.
Your time is up, I don't give a f***.
Can you see my intentions?

Bending over backwards,
Just to find out you're fake.
Devoted so much time in you
My first big mistake.
I've never tried so f****** hard
To make things work out.
I fought so hard for nothing,
Now I want out.

I want out.
Just shut your g****** mouth!
I've lost my mind,
So you better say a prayer for me.
I'm dead inside,
So I'm sure there's nothing left for me.

It's getting old.
Your eyes, your lies, you parasite!
You won't get my attention.
f*** your bullshit intentions.

It's getting old.
You think you're plated in gold.
Time is up, I don't give a f***.
Do you see my intentions?
There's no more respect here.
I'm done wiping up your tears.
There's no f****** respect here.
I never wanted to be here.

Are you happy?
You got what you wanted from me.
Are you happy?
Are you f****** happy?
Are you happy,
You watched everything get taken from me.
Are you happy?

Just shut your g****** mouth!
f***!