At Last Glance - Yesterdays Front Page

You should consider yourself and artist of deviation
Oh, cause there's no escaping your ways, your ways
and as a matter of fact, you've got me trapped
With these thoughts buried deep beneath my skin
you might as well consider me in the absent
No! this is not a test
woah, I know it's all for the best

Let's get to the point, I'm setting things straight
And I've gotta let you know, by no means have I ever been this low
With every breath we take, the suspense grows stronger
And knowing me, I can't hold this much longer

This proposal could be the finest exploit anyone has ever seen
taken into account
You're fooling with all of these things
Tricking your mind to thinking you love me
How could you be so naïve?
Too blind to see that this wasn't meant to be

Let's get to the point, I'm setting things straight
And I've gotta let you know, by no means have I ever been this low
With every breath we take, the suspense grows stronger
And knowing me, I can't hold this much longer

This is old news, you are yesterdays front page
Too caught up in the act, the curtain's closing on this stage
And quit begging me to stay, we're both better of that way
Let this go to your head, cause in my eyes you're as good as dead
Good as dead! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!

Well, consider myself and artist of deviation
Oh, cause there's no escaping my ways, my ways
and as a matter of fact, I've got you trapped

Written by:
Deslin Price

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find