Letra da Música Stockholm Syndrome de Point Blank Society

I hardly knew ya, it wasn't fate
But nine endeavours, to fight the flame
You wern't happy I wasn't sane now

It wasn't enough for you to just stay
Uh, you show me tough love, pretend it's over for you
I seperate the picture, from the frame
You seperate the people, from the fame
I asked you what's up, and you don't know, uh
I tell you that I've been, here the whole time
I seperate the picture, from the frame
You seperate the people, from the fame
In love, my hearts about to break, no
Said, I couldn't be here, no I couldn't stay
It's hard to remember, when you take the pain away
And I hope you know

I hardly knew ya, it wasn't fate
Between the countless compliments I wouldn't take
I shouldna known, I shoulda known better
I was hoping that I get to lose, oh well
Just makin faces burnin papers on the hotel floor
I shoulda known, I shoulda known better
Another empty canvas gone to waste
I know, that I will be replaced
In love, my hearts about to break. No
Said, I couldn't be here, no I couldn't stay
It's hard to remember
When you take the pain away
And I hope you know