Over You Grieves (Ft. B. Lewis)

[Verse 1: Grieves]
The fruit of happiness falls at the feet of agony
You push your pins in the replica you have of me
I look at you and can't figure out what attracted me to such an ugly, terrible person
Girl, you are past belief
But all of that is trivial
Running with a hand full of scissors down a slippery hill
Old clock radio sittin' on the windowsill allowing me to listening to the music while our time together gets me killed
Maybe I'm just dumb
Or maybe I believe in something you assume is never gonna come
My last thread wrapped around your thumb playing "take another step" and I swear to god I'll snap it right in front of you
Soaked
Your taking me for granted
I don't know if anybody's told you, but you're damaged
Heart made of granite, that's bleeding through the bandages and judging by your smile it's been going exactly just how you planned it
It's sick

[Pre-Chorus: Grieves]
Why you gotta push me to the limit?
Why you gotta hold me down?
You're quicksand, you're a sinkhole
Your'e the fall beneath my stand
Got me falling out of love and trying to land

[Chorus: B. Lewis]
You're a sickness, you're a fever
You're the itch beneath my skin
You're a virus, you're a cancer
Making my world spin
You're a toxin, and infectious
And it rots me to the bone
And I don't know
Just how to get over you [x2]