[Lyric] Loathe (Barbaro)

If one thing’s for sure
It’s the way the roses
Fell out your window
When you slammed the back door

The neighbors hands
They were holding
Oh, they’re holding
So much more

There’s better days
Better ways to throw my weight around
The bed we made
Only holds the shape of one of us now
Better be somebody to loathe

Times have been stamped
Framed and frozen
Soul of a woman
Salt of man
And in my ways
They’rе meant to be broken
Sun may bе creeping
Through the clouds

There’s better days
Better ways to throw my weight around
The bed we made
Only holds the shape of one of us now
Better be somebody to loathe

All in all it was an honest mistake
Cross to the left, got faded all ways
The sign it calls for always
Somebody to loathe