And I Where do you get inspiration? Where do you find motivation? And what motivates me to hold hand? And I don't want you to see all things I hide you were holding my hands I didn't 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 things I hide When you were holding my hand I think I'd die And I don't want you to see all things I hide you were holding my hand I didn't think I'd die And I want you to see all these things I hide, yeah
You couldn't tell me that this was the that you could do And now you've left me to hang here all 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 couldn't change 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 but she's got a gun, yeah hand it over and then she'll run, yeah I'll pull the trigger, pull the trigger, yeah I'll shoot her up, I'll shoot her up,
I you plastic perfection I want to see vanity I want you psychotic So I can see your
And I Where do you get your do you find your motivation? And what motivates me to your hand? Sweetness isn't working I thought the breath that you bring would me life
And she's a dramatic She thought that I was But then the gun off And now I've you to bleed here all alone And I look so In your Sunday dress laced with pink and