Adam Dan - Counterfeit

My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
Ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close and try to start again
You put me through hell and back
So what's the point of this
My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
Ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close and try to start again
You put me through hell and back
So what's the point of this
I see you all the time you don't say hi to me
When I hear your voice I get anxiety and honestly
Nothing that you say is sitting right with me
You and me could be another tragedy
And I don't like to beg to differ
The blood I give you's getting thinner
You tell me you love me
You push and you shove me
The bottles getting hollow like lobotomy swallow me like
My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
Ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close and try to start again
You put me through hell and back
So what's the point of this
My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
Ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close and try to start again
You put me through hell and back
So what's the point of this
You try to play it cool I know you're lying
All the little things that you've been hiding
And I've been
Sayin' what I feel but you don't listen
You tell me that you cared but you didn't
It's seven a.m. in my bed and
We haven't slept yet I'm dead and
You leave out the front door
You're gone but I want more
And I hate that we do this
Every time that we go through it and
My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
Ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close and try to start again
You put me through hell and back
So what's the point of this
My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
Ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close and try to start again
You put me through hell and back
So what's the point of this
My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
I ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close and try to start again
You put me through hell and back
My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
Ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close
And try to start again
You put me through hell and back
So what's the point of this
My bed is just like my head
You don't get out of it
Ain't heard a word you said
Your words are counterfeit
And every time I get close
And try to start again
You put me through hell and back
So what's the point of this
So what's the point of this
So what's the point of this

Written by:
Adam Stypa

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