You lie in the grief You lie in the depression You lied in your confession You knew me better than this You lie by my side with your hand on a weapon
Leader board, who's keeping score? you've got it all and you want more so put your money where your mouth is money where your mouth is Pretty boy, who
Lilli Rose eat your heart out Lilli Rose eat your heart out So Lilli Rose eat your heart out Dirty jeans, dirty animal Lilli Rose teach your heart out
Is it so hard to remember When we go back to September? We were We were like You're a throwback to forever In your denim jeans and leather Yes, you Yeah
Get up early You're still late And still coming down from yesterday I've seen enough to see this far And I wanna fail you all Soldiered on into the day
Talk to me 'Cause I need an answer, I need an answer Carry me 'Cause I need an answer, I need an answer Torture me Forever wrong and on and on 'Cause
you call it art When you never even use your heart, And I just wanna tear you apart. The needle finds the vinyl vein And silence deafens everyone around. Raise a glass
It started with the sun in your eyes The devil in your throat and in your thighs A pocket full of notes, a head of lies Is no good for you Wrestle with
Give me one good reason why I should trust Or see the good in both of us When we came with love and left with lust When we came with lies we've learnt
I wake up with my shoes on And my whole life thrown around the room And I swear like a sailor As I choke on smoke and cheap perfume I've been here, I'
A young boy chasing His prayers upstairs A white lie, a red light And her thighs on his mind (Hey) Gotta let it (Hey) Gotta let it (Hey) Gotta let it
I love the way you call it art When you never even use your heart And I just wanna tear you apart I love the way you call it art When you never even
I've tried so hard to tell you These things I've heard about you In your stars They tear you apart I've lied so hard to fool you All these things come
the sorrow And she can't get enough And she's too scared to swallow If she might fall in love And if we look to tomorrow And we know that these kids
what I want, Give me, What I, want Want, Glass half empty, glass half full, I'd you've got some catching up to do Your glass half empty, glass half
It started with the sun in your eyes The devil in your foot and in your thighs A pocket full of notes and a head of lies it's no good for you Wrestle
Talk to me, cause I need an answer, I need an answer, Carry me, cause I need an answer, I need an answer, Torture me, forever long and on and on. Cause
Give me one good reason why I should trust Or see the good in both of us When we came with love and left with lust When we came with lies we?ve learnt
