Glory Of This

Set your sights on, what�s wrong, youre not the first one, to break a heart, and im sure you wont be the last
Goodbye, I never missed you anyway.
Confessions of lipstick on a stained wineglass, is all ive got (to remind me the last time you were here)
but ill keep calling you, until your phone blows up.
Ill call your name out loud, til every one in this town, knows your name!
I heard you crying, I felt heartless, for the first time.
By this time next week everyone will know your name
Youre a trainwreck waiting to happen and ill do what it takes for you to derail
[ More Often Than Not Lyrics ]