Paroles Cruel James Arthur

Cruel

You left your anti-depressants on the dresser
It's a freezing-cold reminder of all the pressure
We stole serotonin from the moments between comas
By the way, by the way, I still have your letter

I still hold onto your confessions
I still lie about getting better
Do you still obsess about the meta?
I think we were good together
Do you remember?

I get it, you were the dancing queen, oh, I
But you were never just that to me, oh, I
I guess I thought you'd come back for me
Now I drink to drown you out
I talk shit about you
Isn't it cruel
That I never got to say goodbye to you?

They tell me you met somebody new
I hope you ruin it
I'm on some petty shit 'cause you never left me with anything
Do you remember
When we throw on those ABBA records?
When you were anything but pretentious?
To your love, I was defenseless
Do you remember?
Do you remember?

I get it, you were the dancing queen, oh, I
But you were never just that to me, oh, I
I guess I thought you'd come back for me
Now I drink to drown you out
I talk shit about you
Isn't it cruel
That I never got to say goodbye to you?

And all I wanted was to say goodbye
The dancing queen
Oh, yeah

I get it you were dancing queen, oh, I
But you were never just that to me, oh, I
I guess I thought you'd come back for me
Now I drink to drown you out
I talk shit about you
Isn't it cruel
That I never got to say goodbye to you?