The End of Me Lyrics by Ike Dweck
I don’t really sleep at night and baby, that is all your fault
Everything seen through your eyes, looks like you’ve done no wrong
So you can take me for a fool and I will gladly sit and play along
All the bad I ever did came from something you did first
You scrutinized, apologized, spittle wise with empty words
I’m not saying I’m an angel
I’m just saying that you’ve done much worse
Oh, love
You covered me in kerosene
To burn me from your memory
I would’ve died to make you see
I loved you like a bad disease
If this is how it has to be
Then tell them any lie you need
But don’t make me the enemy
‘Cause that would be the end of me
You call me when I’m getting clean as if you don’t know what that does
Honey, you’re the nicotine, I’m suckin’ into both my lungs
I wish that I could put you down, but baby, I can’t get enough
Oh, love
You covered me in kerosene
To burn me from your memory
I would’ve died to make you see
I loved you like a bad disease
If this is how it has to be
Then tell them any lie you need
But don’t make me the enemy
‘Cause that would be the end of me
Don’t make me the enemy
‘Cause that would be the end of me
If this is how it has to be
Then tell them any lie you need
But don’t make me the enemy
‘Cause that would be the end of me