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Elijah - Guilty Lyrics

Take a look at this mess (mess)
That you left me in
These scars all on my skin
My chest (my chest)
Has been sinking in
How could you live with what you did?
Where the hell is your sympathy? ('Pathy)
Guess you never gave a damn about me ('bout me)
How could you take one look at me
And not feel, not feel guilty?

Y-y-y-you can call me selfish (selfish)
You can say I'm overreacting
You can call me helpless (helpless)
But don't lie and say

You can't see me
Falling apart on repeat (see me)
Was it that hard to leave me? (Repeat, leave me)
Oh, why did you leave me?

Take a look at this mess (mess)
That you left me in
These scars all on my skin
My chest (my chest)
Has been sinking in
How could you live with what you did?
Where the hell is your sympathy? ('Pathy)
Guess you never gave a damn about me ('bout me)
How could you take one look at me
And not feel, not feel guilty?

Guilty, guilty

Stop playing the victim
It's your fault, but it's always on me
I wish you would just give up
Can't hide, don't lie and say

You can't see me
Falling apart on repeat
Was it that hard to leave me?
Oh, why did you leave me?

Take a look at this mess (mess)
That you left me in
These scars all on my skin
My chest (my chest)
Has been sinking in
How could you live with what you did?
Where the hell is your sympathy? ('Pathy)
Guess you never gave a damn about me ('bout me)
How could you take one look at me
And not feel, not feel guilty?

Guilty, guilty, guilty

You wrecked me, then left me out here on my own (here on my own)
I'm broken and hopeless, dying all alone (dying all alone)
You wrecked me, then left me out here on my own (here on my own)
I'm broken and hopeless, dying all alone

Take a look at this mess (mess)
That you left me in
These scars all on my skin
My chest (my chest)
Has been sinking in
How could you live with what you did?
Where the hell is your sympathy? ('Pathy)
Guess you never gave a damn about me ('bout me)
How could you take one look at me
And not feel, not feel guilty?

Guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty