Blunt Force Trauma - Royal Republic

Blunt Force Trauma

I’m picking it up

You bring it on down

I gotta get out tonight 'cause I’m sick of sticking around

You say it ain’t cool

I say it’s all fine

You better go suck it up 'cause I had enough of your blame

Oh oh oh, what can I say?

You can’t fight love, but we’ll try anyway

Don’t you know we’re the king and queen of drama

You call it love, I call it Blunt Force Trauma

I’m making my mind

You make it undone

I make it back up again 'cause I’m all done having no fun

You say you don’t mind

I say you don’t care

I gotta get out tonight 'cause this love ain’t going nowhere

Gotta shake you off of my case

Like a shooting star

You take it to far

You need to get out of my space

Oh oh oh, what can I say?

You can’t fight love, but we’ll try anyway

Don’t you know we’re the king and queen of drama

You call it love, I call it Blunt Force Trauma

Our kinda love is a violent case

Our kinda love has a bitter sweet taste

Our kinda love is a kick in the face

So I’m picking it up

You bring it on down

I gotta get out tonight 'cause I’m sick of sticking around

You say you don’t mind

I say it’s all fine

You better go suck it up 'cause I had enough

And I had enough

And I had enough

And you had enough of my time

Oh oh oh, what can I say?

You can’t fight love, but we’ll try anyway

Yeah we know we’re the king and queen of drama

You call it love, I call it Blunt Force Trauma

Oh yeah, whoo ahaha

Oh yeah

Blunt Force Trauma

Blunt Force Trauma