Bottom Line Lyrics

Drain my motivation
Wear me down in vain
Choking on all the lines you have fed me
String me up to play again
Put together your package
Trim the fat inside
Take the keys and shove me behind you
Drive the car the wrong way

I don't think I'm ready
I don't think my time has come and gone
You've given me nothing
I don't want this anymore from you

Show me what I'm missing
Mold and shape my dreams away
Strapped to the bed I watch you sever the chord and
Now I know what they told me is true
Tell me you'll sell my record
You'll make me into a star for you
Let me bend and contort for your pleasure
Let me be your bitch while I let you fuck me

I don't think I'm ready
I don't think my time has come and gone
You've given me nothing
I don't want this anymore

I don't think I'm ready
I don't think my day is near the end
I've learned my lesson
I just want this life to take me away

Take your time
Shelve my life
I don't fit on your bottom line
Shove me down
Seal the lid
Throw me away, but don't deny that you love me

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