Say goodnight to those bittersweet days When you could tell someone that you loved 'em And you wouldn't lose your shame. And now you gotta bite your tongue And feel the cold blood running down your face.
You drink yourself sideways to try to remain. For a turn at birth you unearth The beast you'll never tame. And now you've found someone to hold Who's gonna leave you empty and alone.
You should always run With a loaded gun in your mouth [repeat]
I'll fight off evil snakes Break bottles at your wake Tell the black widow spider on the pillow I love her, I'll die for you. When the cops come around, Questionin' your whereabouts,
Well I will lie, I will lie, I will lie, I will lie in the dust for you.
You should always run With a loaded gun in your mouth.
Kiss on the lips. Oh, these cold, chaotic times! You cannot run the holy war So what's the use of trying? And all the world goes to shit. You've already lived with years and years of it.
You've got the fever, girl And I've got the fever. We've got the fever, girl, Now we're cursed to the bone.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
