And I do you get your inspiration? Where do you find motivation? And what motivates me to hold your And I don't you to see all these things I hide When you were holding my hands I think I'd die
And I Why do you that midnight drive-by? When you left me out to dry? Well this is tightening And I don't want you to see all these I hide When you were holding my hand I think I'd die And I want you to see all these things I hide you were holding my hand I didn't think I'd die And I don't want you to see all these I hide, yeah
You couldn't tell me this was the best that you could do And now you've me to hang here all alone And she for me In her Sunday dress, laced with pink and
You shouldn't me out When you're the one that changed your You change your mind While I was here alone
If you die before you ask me, how am I If you should die you ask me for my life If you should die you ask me, if I'd die If I'd die you
She's innocent but got a gun, yeah She'll hand it over and then run, yeah I'll pull the trigger, I'll the trigger, yeah I'll her up, yeah I'll her up, bang
I want you plastic I to see your vanity I you sexy psychotic So I can see lunacy
And I Where do you get inspiration? Where do you find your And what motivates me to hold your Sweetness this working I thought the breath that you would give me life
And a mellow dramatic She thought that I was But then the gun off And now I've left you to bleed all alone And I so beautiful In your Sunday dress laced with and white