"Irreparable/Irreversible" lyrics

"Irreparable/Irreversible"

I used you, abused you
And then I ask for forgiveness
I used you, abused you
And then I ask for forgiveness

And it's the same
Old story
And I'm so lame
Tired and boring

I used you, abused you
And then I ask for forgiveness
I used you, abused you
And then I ask for forgiveness

And it's the same
Old story
I'm so lame
Tired and boring

And I hold me
Contempt of the court
Crime being our life cut short
And you find me guilty, of fucking up
Everything we could be

And I hold you
Correction
I held you
And you held me
Correction
You hate me

And I hold me
Contempt of the court
Crime being our life cut short
And you find me guilty, of fucking up
Everything we could be

And I hold you
Correction
I hate you
And you held me
Correction
You hate me

Over my head, under my bed
Complain and shout
One day we'll be found out
Over my head, under my bed
Complain and shout
One day you'll be found out


Writer(s): Austin Davis, Dani Fandre, Jacob Hill, Jacob Stewart
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