Upper Hand from Downtime by Nick Piunti & The Complicated Men

All This Time

You've got a lot of nerve to say I'm over served
It's not the drink that did me in, can't find no comfort in my skin
So I called your bluff, you said there's not enough
Love or money to get by, we could have made it if we tried

But you lied to me, were you afraid to see
If I could take it so you faked it all this time
If my time is up, I guess my hands are cuffed
I would blame you that won't change you, not this time
After all this time

I don't want your sympathy, or need you close to me
While I figure out what's next or just retracing every step
Our love was nullified, deep six'd over night
When you confessed to every sin it was the truth that did me in

When you lied to me, were you afraid to see
If I could take it so you faked it all this time
And if our time is up, I guess my hands are cuffed
I would blame you that won't change you, not this time
After all this time, time

All I wanna do is wake up without you on my mind
All I wanna do is wake up without you on my mind
All I wanna do is wake up without you on my mind
All I wanna do is wake up without you on my mind

All I wanna do is wake up without you on my mind
All I wanna do is wake up without you on my mind

• Rock
• indie pop
• indie rock
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• Detroit