Kesha - Resentment Lyrics
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Resentment
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What Are The Lyrics For Resentment By Kesha?
I feel loved, darlin' I feel used
Nobody makes me feel the way you do And sometimes I, sometimes I, sometimes I just can't stand it Isn't that just the thing about us? I'm still thinking you could be the one But you're always, you're always, you're always Taking me for granted I got something I gotta get off of my chest I've been staying up while you're sleeping in my bed I don't hate you babe, it's worse than that 'Cause you hurt me and I don't react I've building up this thing for months Oh-oh-oh-oh, resentment I know you better than you know yourself And there's a part of you that you won't help You say you can do it, just do it, just do it for my sake It's a shame knowing we could be good That you could treat me better if you really wanted to And if you can't do it for my sake, then do it for our sake I don't hate you babe, it's worse than that 'Cause you hurt me and I don't react I've building up this thing for months Oh-oh-oh-oh, resentment Don't know how to leave or how to stay So I've been talking to strangers 'Cause I can't talk to you anymore that way Did I let you down? 'Cause you let me down But you would never say that I let you down But you let me down, you let me down But I don't hate you babe, it's worse than that 'Cause you hurt me and I'm more than sad I've building up this thing for months Oh-oh-oh-oh, resentment |
Who Wrote Resentment By Kesha?
Jamie Floyd, Kesha Sebert, Madi Diaz, Stephen Wrabel
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What's The Duration Of The Resentment By Kesha?The duration of Resentment is 2:52 minutes and seconds. |
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