Long Shot

Long Shot
Five, six, seven... fifty
You fuc*** it up
You should've quit
'Til circumstances
Had changed a bit
You fuc*** it up
You jumped the gun
I swore you off but
You climbed back on

And when you said
Of course you know
Could I be blamed
If I'd wished it so
I don't think so
You fuc*** it up
Or was it you
'Cause when you said it
I said it too
What of it
And all that stuff
I knew before
Just turned into
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me