Spare Me کے بول

Spare me your sarcasm I'm not the victim here I'm not the one facing eternal boredom I am not your flower I am not the addict And I'm not the one fading in a green-coloured office So hell yeah, I'm a little bit up-tight about your ugly habit to plant anger in my mouth Yeah, uh-hu. Spare me your answers cause I'm not competing I'm not the one facing those adultery charges I am not your wife but I am not your punching bag I'm not the one faking my own fucking laughter So hell yeah, I'm a little bit up-tight about your ugly habit to plant anger in my mouth Yeah, uh-hu. Truth from your lips is like snow on Christmas These days it just melts or stays away I could easily believe the things you say You're such an actor but you're playing far too well and your grammar's always wrong Yeah. Uh-hu Yeah. Uh-hu