Casanova - Night School

Like the kind of love that you read about in books

With those late night talks that you’re all about

But carefully you sent what they put out

You play your games and have an attitude

Just because you know that I’m addicted to that tune

Exchange your and push you away

And I’ll always reel you back for another day

Maybe I shouldn’t like you so much

You’re heavy on my breaking crutch

Please don’t say nice things to me

My heart is brittled and my head’s hazy

I had to buy like 53

Of those things that make me feel happy

And it sucks, you yell and curse my name

I wanna swallow 10 and then wallow in my shame

Well, it must be nice to hold your head so high

To see your breaking heart and not even wanna cry

Well, it doesn’t matter anymore

I put my guts out on the floor, and for what?

And for what?

It’s not like I even got a chance to stop asking you to dance

I don’t wanna do this anymore, you’re the one who shut the door

Maybe I shouldn’t like you so much

You’re heavy on my breaking crutch

Please don’t say nice things to me

My heart is brittled and my head’s hazy

Well, I know I shouldn’t like you so much

But I can’t help but missing your touch

Please don’t say nice things to me

My heart is brittled and my head is hazy