Get Moldy

You could’ve been the perfect gift
I thought everything was caused by me
You could’ve been the perfect guy
But you’re another stranger in my life

I can’t be around you anymore, if I do I die
You should’ve been my charming prince and all I get is crying
But I gotta, I gotta, I

Gotta leave you getting moldy
Getting moldy
I gotta leave you rotting
Let you falling
And when this love was lost, you didn’t care at all

You could’ve been my sweetheart
But your actions pulled me apart
I know it hurts, I have to do it
To gain love, I had to lose it

I can’t be around you anymore, if I do I die
You should’ve been my charming prince and all I get is crying
But I gotta, I gotta, I

Gotta leave you getting moldy
Getting moldy
I gotta leave you rotting
Let you falling
And when this love was lost, you didn’t care at all

When I remember what I’ve been through I instantly freak out
And I’m having to head a bittersweet breakdown
I thought you were my love since then
And now I guess I’ll never find another man
Man, I’m alone again

This suffering made me stronger but weaker at the same time
All the moments and poetries I’ve created in my mind
Are now destroyed by proud and selfishness
Forget about us

I Gotta leave you getting moldy
Getting moldy
I gotta leave you rotting
Let you falling
And when this love was lost, you didn’t care at all

Gotta leave you getting moldy
Getting moldy
I gotta leave you rotting
Let you falling
And when this love was lost, you didn’t care at all