Nothing To Prove

Goldfinger

Goldfinger

Huh!

Fly off the handle once again and now, it's too late
I hear the door slam shut, you're gone and now, it's so late
I can still feel the sting of your hand across my face
Again, the last thing that I wanted was to hurt you

Still, I'm sitting alone again
I feel I'm writing the same thing again
And if I want to, I can just shut up
Now, I know that I've got nothing to prove to you

Nothing to prove to you
Nothing to prove to you
Nothing to prove to you
Still, I'm fighting 'cause there's something to prove too

I hear your car drive in the lot, it's three this morning
I don't know how to feel or what to say, how should I act
Where have you been, what could I do, you're drunk, I'm sorry
Then, we lay down, I feel so numb, I wish you'd kill me

Still, I'm sitting alone again
I feel I'm writing the same thing again
And if I want to, I can just shut up
Now, I know that I've got nothing to prove to you

Nothing to prove to you
Nothing to prove to you
Nothing to prove to you
Still, I'm fighting 'cause there's something to prove too

Huh!

Fly off the handle once again and now, it's too late
I hear the door slam shut, you're gone and now, it's so late
I can still feel the sting of your hand across my face
Again, the last thing that I wanted was to hurt you, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Still, I'm sitting alone again
I feel I'm writing the same thing again
And if I want to, I can just shut up
Now, I know that I've got nothing to prove to, nothing to prove to you

Nothing to prove to you (nothing)
Nothing to prove to you (nothing)
Nothing to prove to you
Still, I'm fighting 'cause there's something to prove too

Yeah!

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