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