more lyrics.
a gunshot to the face sounds great right now.
but about the knife in my back, will u pull it out?
its been stuck in there for days and u havent seemed to care.
razor sharp like your words, its a good thing theyre rare.
u speak as if we're dating, but wait...we are.
it would help if u called me, it would prevent all these scars.
wrip the stars out from the night sky
put the clouds all together and burn them with your hide.
grip your hands tight around the throat of the moon
tighten your hands tighter to the beat of this tune.
but about the knife in my back, will u pull it out?
its been stuck in there for days and u havent seemed to care.
razor sharp like your words, its a good thing theyre rare.
u speak as if we're dating, but wait...we are.
it would help if u called me, it would prevent all these scars.
wrip the stars out from the night sky
put the clouds all together and burn them with your hide.
grip your hands tight around the throat of the moon
tighten your hands tighter to the beat of this tune.