when everything u'll get is everything that u've wanted ,honey (well which would y prefer)My finger on the trigger ,or me face down down across the floor;well just so long as this thing's loaded.And now will u tell all your friends u've got your gun to my head true?this all was only wishful thinking.
i'm such a sucker for a sweet talker;Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens,a thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins ,I will never ask if you don’t ever tell me.but i know u well enough to know u never loved me.
Why can’t I feel anything from anyone other than you?
And all of this was all your fault.
I stay wrecked and jealous for this simple reason:
I just need to keep you in mind as something larger than life.