Every Hit – Damhnait Doyle – letras

To your honey I am the beeOne drop of you would set me freeBut like a coffin to its graveI’m destined only to be a slaveAnd I deserve every hit I takeYou keep throwing me downAnd I, I won’t breakI deserve all the love you fake’Cause I’ve caused my share of heartacheWhat kind of games do lovers playWhere no one wins and all are blamedHung out to dry like my favorite dressThe newness gone you wear it less and lessAnd I deserve every hit I takeYou keep throwing me downAnd I won’t breakAnd I deserve all the love you fake’Cause I’ve caused my share of heartacheAnd the fruits of my betrayalCame rotten to the coreCould not delight in its taste on my tongueSo I went searching for moreAnd I deserve every hit I takeYou keep dragging me downAnd I won’t breakAnd I deserve all the love you fake’Cause I’ve caused my share of heartacheAnd I deserve every hit I takeYou keep dragging me downAnd I just won’t breakI deserve all the love you fake’Cause I’ve caused my share of heartache