Spiderhouse - Casper

I don't wanna fight it
I just wanna sleep
But you're warm in your bed
And I'm sick in the street

I've been spitting you out
But you're stuck in my teeth
I don't think you're sorry
I think you're a cheat

So keep talking your shit
As if you're in the band
Anything to distract from
The blood on your hands

I hope that you hear
Every song that I write
And it rings in your ears
And it lingers at night

So keep talking your shit
As if you're in his band
I will say it to you
Like I said to your man

But you tend to pretend that you do not remember
God knows that you know what you did
God knows that you know what you did
God knows that you know what you did