Get me to a doctor Or hand me over to the undertaker So he can bury what’s left And let me rest in pieces cause as a whole I’m useless So let me rest in pieces Girl, I know your secrets I found a boneyard in your room so now I’ve got a bone to pick with you The writing on the wall came true Somebody tell me, am I okay? Somebody tell me that I’m fine I’ve separated myself from myself this time And you can hear the words I mouth them everyday I’m just trying to be heard Hold on to every word I say This happens everyday Fuck You ripped me apart and blew me away And along I knew that it was me My heart was digging its own grave I found a boneyard in your room so now I’ve got a bone to pick with you and all your friends And on the tombstone it was said Whoever lies here must be dead A & B with myself See your way out of this Leave me for dead Leave me for dead I’ll take my chances without you here Get me to a doctor Or hand me over to the undertaker You want dirt on me You won’t have to dig too deepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
