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I tell you to leave when I want you to stay
I'm stuck in my ways, I can't win my own game
If it's meant to be then I'll throw it away, oh

Hurt you for no reason and I won't call you back
Then I break you into pieces so I don't get attached
Get so caught up in my feelings, float until we crash
And we're runnin' out of gas, I was hopin' we could last, but

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I start to fall, then I cave
And I push you away
You could call it self-sabotage
I love to dig my own grave
Somethin' wrong with my brain
You could call it self-sabotage

It's a self-fulfillin' prophecy
I know I'm gonna fuck it up with you and me
Shit's never goin' my way
Now I'm drownin' in blame
You could call it self-sabotage

I'm hard to love, this girl is a gun
I'm killin' 'em softly, one by one
So fill up your lungs, yeah, you better run, oh

Hurt you for no reason and I won't call you back
Then I break you into pieces so I don't get attached
Get so caught up in my feelings, float until we crash
And we're runnin' out of gas, I was hopin' we could last, but

I start to fall then I cave
And I push you away
You could call it self-sabotage
I love to dig my own grave
Somethin' wrong with my brain
You could call it self-sabotage

It's a self-fulfillin' prophecy
I know I'm gonna fuck it up with you and me
Shit's never goin' my way
Now I'm drownin' in blame
You could call it self-sabotage

Hurt you for no reason and I won't call you back
Then I break you into pieces so I don't get attached
Get so caught up in my feelings, float until we crash
And we're runnin' out of gas, I was hopin' we could last, but

I start to fall then I cave
And I push you away
Call it self-sabotage
I love to dig my own grave
Somethin' wrong with my brain
You could call it self-sabotage

It's a self-fulfillin' prophecy
I know I'm gonna fuck it up with you and me
Shit's never goin' my way
Now I'm drownin' in blame
You could call it self-sabotage

Writer(s): Donald Tarpley, Lawrence Michael Principato, Joshua Thomas Murty, Margaret Elizabeth Lindemann, Lauren Mandel

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