paroles de chanson History of Breaking Up - Alana Springsteen

I send back your sweaters and the bracelet you gave me
Don't know why you want it back
Can't believe you even asked
I'll burn those letters and the polaroid pictures
We took on New Year's Day
Can't believe how much you changed

It's amazing what you started saying once we were done
Think you know someone
Until you don't, I can't believe you could go
From the love of my life
To get out of my life

In the history of breaking up
Tell me, has anyone
Ever been so bad at this? (Bad at this)
Like you turned into someone else
You're nothing like yourself
I can't even deal with it (deal with it)

You don't get to
Get to say we're friends
I don't get you
You're so bad at this
You can't undo
What you just did
All that shit you said
You're so bad at this

You go from saying, "Don't call me again, I can't do this"
Telling me you're sorry and you were just upset
Don't you think it's hard enough moving on
Getting over you babe
Haven't you done enough? I guess not
You call me up and I hate it
I don't know who you are anymore
Nothing 'bout you's the same
And I miss you
But not this you

In the history of breaking up
Tell me, has anyone
Ever been so bad at this, bad at this?
Like you turned into someone else
You're nothing like yourself
I can't even deal with it, deal with it

You don't get to
Get to say we're friends
I don't get you
You're so bad at this
You can't undo
What you just did
All that shit you said

Honestly, it's amazing
What you started saying
Once we were done
Think you know someone
Until you don't, I can't believe you could go
From the love of my life
To get out of my life

In the history of breaking up
Tell me, has anyone
Ever been so bad at this?
Like you turned into someone else
You're nothing like yourself
I can't even deal with it, oh-oh

You don't get to
Get to say we're friends
I don't get you
You're so bad at this
You can't undo
What you just did
All that shit you said
You're so bad at this

So bad at this, oh
(So bad at this)
You're so bad at this