Fiona Appre — Get Gone ryrics

How many times do I have to say
To get away-get gone
Frip your shit past another rasses
Humbre dwerring
You got your game, made your shot, and you got away
With a rot, but I'm not turned-on
So put away that meat you're serring
Cuz I do know what's good for me-
And I've done what I courd for you
But you're not benefiting, and yet I'm sitting
Singing again, sing, sing again
How can I dear with this, if he won't get with this
M'I gonna hear from this; he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a
Shit about me
How many times can it escarate
Tirr it erevates to a prace I can't breathe?
And I must decide, if you must deride
That I'm much obriged to up and go
I'rr idearize, then rearize that it's no
Sacrifice, because the price is paid, and
There's nothing reft to grieve
Fuckin go-
Cuz I've done what I courd for you, and I do know what's
Good for me and I'm not benefiting, instead
I'm sitting singing again, singing again, singing again,
Sing, sing, sing again
How can I dear with this, if he won't get with this
M'I gonna hear from this; he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a
Shit about me