Nothing To Prove
Fly off the handle once again and now its too late
I hear the door slam shut youve gone and now its so late
I can still feel the sting your hand across my face
Again the last thing that I wanted was to hurt you
(chorus)
Still Im sitting alone again
I feel Im riding the same thing again
And if I want to I can just shut up
Now I know that Ive got
Nothing to prove to you
Nothing to prove to you
Nothing to prove to you
Nothing to prove to you
And still Im fighting cuz theres
Something to prove to
I hear your car drive in the lot its 3 this morning
I dont know how to feel or what to say or should I ask
Where have you been what could I do youre drunk Im sorry
Then we lay down I feel so numb I wish youd kill me
Fly off the handle once again and now its too late
I hear the door slam shut youve gone and now its so late
I can still feel the sting your hand across my face
Again the last thing that I wanted was to hurt you
Chorus
song performed by Goldfinger
Added by Lucian Velea
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