(I Dread The Day He Takes You To) Paris (feat. MYRNE) lyrics

Opening night We're playing the same old movie and I'm Caught in a lie That I could be better off again Stuck in a rut I can't remember the last I've heard from you Now I'm sick to my gut I can't remember the last I've heard Said I wouldn't be the one for you It's getting late and I'm hearing waves of blue Saw you on the pier with someone new And I dread the day he builds you a palace Said I wouldn't be the one for you It's getting late and I'm hearing waves of blue Saw you on the pier with someone new And I dread the day he takes you to Paris And I dread the day he takes you to Paris And I dread the day he takes you to Paris Open your eyes Another cruel reflection and I'm Spinning a lie That I could be better off again A lingering knot Now you hold the gun I pulled on you Now I'm sick to my gut Now you hold the gun I pulled Said I wouldn't be the one for you It's getting late and I'm hearing waves of blue Saw you on the pier with someone new And I dread the day he builds you a palace Said I wouldn't be the one for you It's getting late and I'm hearing waves of blue Saw you on the pier with someone new And I dread the day he takes you to Paris And I dread the day he takes you to Paris And I dread the day he takes you to Paris And I dread the day he takes you to Paris And I dread the day he takes you to Paris And I dread the day he takes you to Paris