Chicago is so two years ago

My heart is on my sleeve Wear it like a bruise or blackeye My badge, my witness That means that I believed Every single lie you said (and learned from the best) cause every pain of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains I went through to avoid you and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention I still hate you But there's a light on in chicago and I know I should be home all the colors of the street signs...they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house She took me down and said: "Boy's like you are overrated. So save your breath." Loaded words and loaded friends are loaded guns to our heads You want apologies girl you might hold your breath until your breathing stops forever The only thing you'll get is this curse on your lips: I hope they taste of me forever With every breath I wish your body will be broken again