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Distraction will be the death of me Oh, assumption is the mother of all fuck ups, and I've been Assuming that things are all working out But this won't be the first time that I've been wrong about you You're so smart But my love just ain't enough Maybe that's okay I was thinking about fucking myself anyway It's not like me to be so weak You got me good, you cut me deep It's honestly, probably The heartbreak of the century Affectionately, you fucked me over Depression is the devil on my shoulder that I can't Suppress and I feel the desperation No longer recognize the face that's staring back at me Are you sure that it can't be like before? Every signal you sent went over my head and missed the whole point again It's not like me to be so weak You got me good, you cut me deep It's honestly, probably Letras de cancionesThe heartbreak of the century Apologies, apologies They just don't work, she walks away It's honestly, probably The heartbreak of the century You got me, you got me good And you cut me, you cut me deep It's honestly, probably The heartbreak of the century It's not like me to be so weak You got me good, you cut me deep It's honestly, probably The heartbreak of the century Apologies, apologies They just don't work, she walks away It's honestly, probably The heartbreak of the century From Letras Mania