Desperate Pleasures - Boston Manor

When I grow up I wanna be everything you hate

I want you to blame me, I want you to hate me

As I fix this mess you made

So listen now

When I grow up I wanna be everything you hate

I want to erase you, I want to replace you

As I make my sweet escape

I could never blame you

What goes around comes straight back around

As I hold you accountable

What goes around comes straight back around

Comes straight back around

I hate to be the one to let you down

I never felt worse than I do right now

There’s a little piece of me I’ve found

And I don’t like it (and I don’t like it)

What goes around comes straight back around

As I hold you accountable

What goes around comes straight back around

Comes straight back around

I could never blame you

What goes around comes straight back around (You tear me up)

As I hold you accountable

What goes around comes straight back around (You tear me up)

Comes straight back around

I could never blame you

Oh look, I’m bleeding, that’s so me 'cause I never learn

My little secret, I guess it couldn’t get any worse

This addiction, guess it doesn’t play by the rules

What goes around comes straight back around

What goes around comes straight back around

I could never blame you

What goes around comes straight back around (You tear me up)

As I hold you accountable

I could never blame you

What goes around comes straight back around (You tear me up)

Comes straight back around

I could never blame you

I could never blame you

I could never blame you

I could never blame you

I could never blame you

I could never blame you

I could never blame you

I could never blame you