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But Daddy I Love Him - The Tortured Poets Department
Now I'm running with my dress unbuttoned
Screaming: But, daddy, I love him!
I'm having his baby
But Daddy I Love Him - The Tortured Poets Department
Lord knows the words we never heard
Just screeching tires and true love
Now I'm running with my dress unbuttoned
But Daddy I Love Him - The Tortured Poets Department
There's a lotta people in town that I bestow upon my fakest smiles
Scandal does funny things to pride, but brings lovers closer
We came back when the heat died down, went to my parents and they came around
But Daddy I Love Him - The Tortured Poets Department
Now I'm dancing in my dress in the Sun and
Even my daddy just loves him
I'm his lady
But Daddy I Love Him - The Tortured Poets Department
Then it's just white noise, and it's my choice
Screamin': But, daddy, I love him!
I'm having his baby
Fortnight feat Post Malone - The Tortured Poets Department
The effects were temporary
And I love you, it's ruining my life (I love you, it's ruining my life)
I touched you for only a fortnight (I touched you), but I touched you
Fortnight feat Post Malone - The Tortured Poets Department
My husband is cheating, I wanna kill him
I love you, it's ruining my life (I love you, it's ruining my life)
I touched you for only a fortnight (I touched you), I touched you
Fortnight feat Post Malone - The Tortured Poets Department
I touched you for only a fortnight (I touched you), I touched you
I love you, it's ruining my life (I love you, it's ruining my life)
I touched you for only a fortnight (I touched you), I touched you
loml - The Tortured Poets Department
You low-down boy, you stand-up guy
Holy ghost, you told me I'm the love of your life
You said I'm the love of your life
loml - The Tortured Poets Department
Holy ghost, you told me I'm the love of your life
You said I'm the love of your life
About a million times
loml - The Tortured Poets Department
And all at once, the ink bleeds
A con man sells a fool a get-love-quick scheme
But I felt a hole like this, never before and ever since
loml - The Tortured Poets Department
Mister Steal-Your-Girl, then make her cry
Said I'm the love of your life
You shit-talked me under the table
Down Bad - The Tortured Poets Department
Then sent me back where I came from?
For a moment, I knew cosmic love
Now I'm down bad, cryin' at the gym
Down Bad - The Tortured Poets Department
Fuck it if I can't have him
I loved your hostile takeovers
Encounters closer and closer
Down Bad - The Tortured Poets Department
Leaving me safe and stranded?
'Cause fuck it, I was in love
So fuck you if I can't have us
Down Bad - The Tortured Poets Department
(Ah)
'Cause fuck it, I was in love
Now I'm down bad, cryin' at the gym (cryin' at the gym)
imgonnagetyouback - The Tortured Poets Department
(You're mine)
Small talk, big love, act like I don't care what you did
I'm an Aston Martin that you steered straight into the ditch
imgonnagetyouback - The Tortured Poets Department
Flip the script and leave you like a dumb house party
Or I might just love you till the end
Whether I'm gonna be your wife, or
imgonnagetyouback - The Tortured Poets Department
We broke all the pieces, but still wanna play the game (oh)
Told my friends I hate you, but I love you just the same
Pick your poison, babe, I'm poison either way
I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - The Tortured Poets Department
Lights, camera, bitch, smile, even when you wanna die
He said he'd love me all his life, but that life was too short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - The Tortured Poets Department
Lights, camera, bitch, smile, in stilettos for miles
He said he'd love me for all time, but that time was quite short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
Florida feat Florence & The Machine - The Tortured Poets Department
It's one hell of a drug
Love left me like this
And I don't want to exist
Peter - The Tortured Poets Department
With your feet on the ground, tell me all that you'd learned
'Cause love's never lost when perspective is earned
And you said you'd come and get me, but you were twenty-five
The Tortured Poets Department - The Tortured Poets Department
Throwing spikes down on the road
But I've seen this episode and still love the show
Who else decodes you?
So Long London - The Tortured Poets Department
My white knuckle dying grip holding tight to your quiet resentment
And my friends said it isn't right to be scared every day of a love affair
Every breath feels like rarest air when you're not sure if he wants to be there
So Long London - The Tortured Poets Department
'Fore I'd have to go be free?
You swore that you loved me but where were the clues?
I died on the altar waiting for the proof
So Long London - The Tortured Poets Department
And I'm just getting color back into my face
I'm just mad as hell 'cause I loved this place for
So long, London
I Hate It Here - The Tortured Poets Department
And in my fantasies, I rise above it
And way up there, I actually love it
I hate it here, so I will go to
My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys - The Tortured Poets Department
And I'll tell you that he runs
Because he loves me (he loves me)
'Cause you should've seen him when he first saw me