You

turn

me

o-

ff

by

the

push

off

a

bu-

tton

And

you

pre-

te-

nd

that

I

don't

mean

no-

thing

I'm

not

a

saint,

that's

ea-

sy

to

tell

But

guess

what,

ho-

ney,

it

ain't

no

an-

gel

You

like

to

scre-

am

these

words

as

a

wea-

pon

Well

go

a-

he-

ad

take

your

best

shot

wo-

man

I

wan-

na

leave

you

it's

ea-

sy

to

see

But

guess

what,

ho-

ney,

it's

not

that

ea-

sy

We

get

so

com-

pli-

cat-

ed

These

fing-

ers

full

of

me-

mo-

ries

So

rip

my

pic-

tures

from

your

wall

Tear

them

down

and

burn

them

all

Light

the

fi-

re

and

walk

away

There's

no-

thing

left

to

say

s-

o

Take

the

a-

shes

from

the

floor

Bu-

ry

them

to

just

make

su-

re

That

no-

thing

more

is

left

of

me

Just

bi-

tter-

sweet

me-

mo-

rie-

s

Me-

mo-

rie-

s

I

wan-

na

ru-

n

and

e-

scape

from

your

pri-

son

But

when

I

le-

ave

I

feel

some-

thing

is

mi-

ssing

i'm

not

a-

fraid

that's

ea-

sy

to

tell

This

cant

be

hea-

ven

it

feels

like

i'm

in

hell

You're

like

a

dru-

g

that

I

can't

stop

ta-

king

I

want

mo-

re

and

I

can't

stop

cra-

ving

I

still

want

you

it's

ea-

sy

to

see

But

guess

what,

ho-

ney,

you're

not

that

good

fo-

r

me

We

get

so

com-

pli-

cat-

ed

These

fing-

ers

full

of

me-

mo-

ries

So

rip

my

pic-

tures

from

your

wall

Tear

them

down

and

burn

them

all

Light

the

fi-

re

and

walk

away

There's

no-

thing

left

to

say

s-

o

Take

the

a-

shes

from

the

floor

Bu-

ry

them

to

just

make

su-

re

That

no-

thing

more

is

left

of

me

Just

bi-

tter-

sweet

me-

mo-

ries

Just

bi-

tter-

sweet

me-

mo-

ries

We

get

so

com-

pli-

cat-

ed

These

fing-

ers

full

of

me-

mo-

ries

We

get

so

com-

pli-

cat-

ed

com-

pli-

cat-

ed

com-

pli-

cat-

ed

So

rip

my

pic-

tures

from

your

wall

Tear

them

down

and

burn

them

all

Light

the

fi-

re

and

walk

away

There's

no-

thing

left

to

say

s-

o

Take

the

a-

shes

from

the

floor

Bu-

ry

them

to

just

make

su-

re

That

no-

thing

more

is

left

of

me

Just

bi-

tter-

sweet

me-

mo-

ries

There's

no-

thing

left

to

say

There's

no-

thing

left

to

say