Verse
You never wanted
You never wanted me
You always lingered
Lingered like a disease
Pre Chorus
Waiting around
Waiting around for your day
Prowling around
Prowling around for your prey
Chorus
How does it feel when your lip hits the floor?
How does it feel when you fall on your sword?
How does it feel to lie alone and bleed?
I want to know
How does it feel?
Verse
It's typical of you to think I'm weak
To fall under your elusive stink
Thinking I
Thinking I needed you
Knowing now
Knowing now you were the fool
Artist: Beth Hart
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