Heartbreak Of The Century

Distraction will be the death of me, oh
Assumption is the mother of all fuck ups, and I've been
Assuming that things are all working out
But this won't be the first time that I've been wrong about you

You're so smart, but my love just ain't enough
Maybe that's okay, I was thinking about fucking myself anyway

It's not like me to be so weak
You got me good, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century

Affectionately, you fucked me over
Depression is the devil on my shoulder that I can't
Suppress and I feel the desperation
No longer recognize the face that's staring back at me

Are you sure that it can't be like before?
Every signal you sent went over my head and missed the whole point again

It's not like me to be so weak
You got me good, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century

Apologies, apologies
They just don't work, she walks away
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century

You got me, you got me good
And you cut me, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century

It's not like me to be so weak
You got me good, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century

Apologies, apologies
They just don't work, she walks away
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century