Jess Glynne - It Ain't Right

You boiled me up to my melting point
And your lack of love leaves me paranoid
Oh, oh, oh oh
And now, how the hell am I supposed to win
When you wear me out and you spread me thin
Oh, oh, oh ohIt's like you're only here to help yourself
Or only keep me sweet to build your wealth
Unfortunate for you, my eyes see clear
And then the second it goes wrong
And darling, you'll be packed up and be gone