Day of the Dead (Acoustic)

Last time I saw you

You had that hickey on your neck

Who put that on you?

You didn't even say a word

You know I caught you

That had me broken

Left for dead

And I hope it haunts you

I hope it haunts you

So don't tell me you love me

And don't tell me you miss me

I bet you only miss me 'cause you're lonely again

And don't tell me you want me

And don't tell me you're sorry

I bet you're only sorry 'cause you know it's the end

It's the Day of the Dead

So how many times must I deal with the nonsense?

How many times must I deal with the problems?

How many times must I deal with the drama?

'Cause that brings trauma

You're driving me Lady Gaga

Promises mean nada

You make them then you break them quicker than a piñata

And that's when the reality hit me like boom-ba-da

Would've gave you everything that I had and spent every dollar

Wanted you to be my Yoko, Yoko

You're a little too Stone Cold, Stone Cold

Now I'm burning all your photos

This your Dia de los Muertos

Oh no

So don't tell me you love me

And don't tell me you miss me

I bet you only miss me 'cause you're lonely again

And don't tell me you want me

And don't tell me you're sorry

I bet you're only sorry 'cause you know it's the end

It's the Day of the Dead

Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh

Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh

Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh

It's the Day of the Dead

Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh

Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh

Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh

It's the Day of the Dead