I got your emails
You just don't get females
Now, do you?
What's in the heart
Is not on your head
Anywhere
Mate, you're too late
And your weren't worth the wait
Now, were you?
It's out of my hands
Since you blew your last chance
When you played me
You'll have to cry me out
You'll have to cry me out
The tears that I'll fall
Mean nothing at all
It's time to get over yourself
Baby, you ain't all that
Maybe, there's no way back
You can keep talking
But, baby, I'm walking away
When I found out
How you messed me about
I was broken
Back then I believed you
Now, I don't need you
No more
The pick on your phone
Proves you weren't alone
She was with you, yeah
Now, I couldn't care
That you weren't aware
We're through
You'll have to cry me out
You'll have to cry me out
The tears that I'll fall
Mean nothing at all
It's time to get over yourself
Baby, you ain't all that
Maybe, there's no way back
You can keep talking
But, baby, I'm walking away
Gonna have to cry me out
Gonna have to cry me out
Boy, there ain't no doubt
Gonna have to cry me out
Won't hurt a little bit
Boy, better get used to it
You can keep talking
But, baby, I'm walking away
Listen, I got the emails
I got the text
The answer's still the same
It's the way it is
I got to go
You'll have to cry me out
You'll have to cry me out
The tears that I'll fall
Mean nothing at all
It's time to get over yourself
Baby, you ain't all that
Maybe, there's no way back
You can keep talking
But, baby, I'm walking away
You'll have to cry me out
You'll have to cry me out
The tears that I'll fall
Mean nothing at all
It's time to get over yourself
'Cause baby, you ain't all that
Maybe, there's no way back
You can keep talking
But, baby, I'm walking away
compositores: VICTORIA LOTT, COLIN CAMPSIE, PHIL THORNALLEY, MADS HAUGE
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