Janet Gardner, Justin James - Gone Lyrics

You want to blame me for your sins.
Playing a game where nobody wins.
Your jealous heart just cries and cries.
I'm swimming in a pool of your white little lies.

I call you out.
You walk away.
You scream and shout at the wall.
You push so hard.
I'm to the point I don't feel nothing at all yeah.

Chorus:
I'm going outside to catch my breath.
Going for a ride and fake my death
Going to a party have a shot of Jack
Going for a smoke and never coming back.
You've been getting to me.
I'm not gonna let you screw me
so I'm going, going gone.

Are used to let my anger brew.
but now I throw it right back at you.
I'm just a mouse running on a wheel.
I want off because I just can't feel.

Time to give it Up.
We've had enough
Don't want to hurt anymore.
We can say we tried.
It ate us up inside.
Time to stop keeping score.

Chorus
Solo
Alright. Who's coming with me?
I'm going to a party.
Going to a party.

Time to give it Up.
We've had enough
Don't want to hurt anymore.
We can say we tried.
It ate us up inside.
Time to stop keeping score.

Chorus

You want to blame me for your sins.
Playing a game where nobody wins.
Your jealous heart just cries and cries.
I'm swimming in a pool of your white little lies.

I call you out.
You walk away.
You scream and shout at the wall.
You push so hard.
I'm to the point I don't feel nothing at all yeah.

Chorus:
I'm going outside to catch my breath.
Going for a ride and fake my death
Going to a party have a shot of Jack
Going for a smoke and never coming back.
You've been getting to me.
I'm not gonna let you screw me
so I'm going, going gone.

Are used to let my anger brew.
but now I throw it right back at you.
I'm just a mouse running on a wheel.
I want off because I just can't feel.

Time to give it Up.
We've had enough
Don't want to hurt anymore.
We can say we tried.
It ate us up inside.
Time to stop keeping score.

Chorus
Solo
Alright. Who's coming with me?
I'm going to a party.
Going to a party.

Time to give it Up.
We've had enough
Don't want to hurt anymore.
We can say we tried.
It ate us up inside.
Time to stop keeping score.

Chorus