And I Where do you get your Where do you find your And what motivates me to hold your And I don't want you to see all these I hide When you were holding my hands I didn't I'd die
And I Why do you that midnight drive-by? When you left me out to dry? Well rope is tightening And I want you to see all these things I hide When you were holding my I didn't think I'd die And I don't you to see all these things I hide When you were my hand I didn't think I'd die And I don't you to see all these things I hide, yeah
You couldn't tell me that this was the best you could do And now you've left me to hang here all And she for me In her Sunday dress, with pink and white
You shut me out When the one that changed your mind You change your mind While I was here alone
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
She's innocent but 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 shoot her up, I'll shoot her up,
I want you perfection I want to see vanity I want you psychotic So I can see your
And I Where do you get your Where do you your motivation? And what motivates me to hold your this isn't working I thought the breath you bring would give me life
And she's a mellow She that I was romantic 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 pink and