Losing interest Pseudodemonio (Ft. Cleo's Trademark)

I don't write love songs I write tragedies
I'm tired of these girls and their vagaries
Crucify me I've seen the calvary
Wage war on me I'm not havin' it

Before I go to sleep
In my eyes
You can see
I'm deprived
Of your love

Fuck the toucans
Two states promises
And berate the live- love
Stature
Angels falling from the sky
Pitter-patter

As I spin our lives in my mind hit rewind for a second
Why does your love only feed my depression
Racking my brain through these rules so complexing
Me against me when I expect perfection

So I'm losing interest couldn't find no better than me
I swear girl if you leave just let me know so I don't look dumb
When you-