I Cried for 45 Minutes Because of Passive Aggressive Guinea Pigs Songtext
von Bruise Violet

You walked right in the room
With a smile on your face
You said I could trust you
But you′ve fallen from grace

You stabbed me in the back
You left me out to die
And now my friend, I need to ask you why

Answer your god damn phone when I'm trying to call

Ah, ah ah, eeeEeEe
I′m trying to fix this mess you left

Your smile, your words, your face
There's nothing left for me to say
I tried to warn you
But you didn't change a thing


So now I give to you
My fist in your fucking face
So now tell me
Why you say

Answer your god damn phone when I′m trying to call

Ah, ah ah, eeeEeEe
I′m trying to fix this mess you left

That smile you wear on your lips, so cold
I bet you thought that I would
Well, I'd catch on

And I bet you thought that I
Would make that sacrifice
And I′m here to tell you why

Answer your god damn phone when I'm trying to call

Ah, ah ah, eeeEeEe
I′m trying to fix this mess you left