If one of us had to go back on the dime one of is so mad we're seeing blind Why is it that this punch is packed with knives words slice into my side If one of us had to make up for the crime I never got what shards of glass were mine Playing for keeps I'll take the losers draw spit through teeth I'm open
If I go go go and you say say say did you know what was yesterday And I liked to the car and in the drivers seat oh I broke the law repeat repeat Sped to the curb where I hit the gas did a three sixty and then I made a pass For another line that split my vision too wound up off the road chasing after you
If one of us had to go back on the dime one of is so mad we're seeing blind Why is it that this punch is packed with knives words slice into my side If one of us had to make up for the crime I never got what shards of glass were mine Playing for keeps I'll take the losers draw spit through teeth I'm open
So I tried to find another street slowed down to a halt behind me beep beep beep Sunk behind the wheel no one could see I'm a spy the one that punished me As I jotted down the color of dark hair by the bay window my lover turned to stare My chest skips a beat I'm on a losing streak I hang myself to dry and then I claim defeat
If one of us had to go back on the dime one of is so mad we're seeing blind Why is it that this punch is packed with knives words slice into my side If one of us had to make up for the crime I never got what shards of glass were mine Playing for keeps I'll take the losers draw spit through teeth I'm open
Running in circles hitting a brick wall you got me stumbling I'm bumbling I still call Isn't it just us to look for the keyhole that leads to the gutter I stammer I sutter Imagine me like this elegant hot mess finally disasterously finding the last press on Nailed to the cross my emotions are used funny how when you're broke all debts are due
If one of us had to go back on the dime one of is so mad we're seeing blind Why is it that this punch is packed with knives words slice into my side If one of us had to make up for the crime I never got what shards of glass were mine Playing for keeps I'll take the losers draw spit through teeth I'm openTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
