Songtext von Sir, This Is A Cut Throat Fashion

We see you standing on the highway Waiting for the attention you don't deserve Why didn't you take your (paint me a gun, my love) Why didn't you take your (and pull the trigger on me, baby) Photographs with you? (Blow me away) Look at everyone else you're killing with you Look at everyone else you're killing with you Stand there in your suit and think this through Use your gun to be a memory It's time to be, honestly She said: Walk through the rain And there's a pulse, but not even a murderous photo Think about being the hero Think about being the legend Another one that went and forgot to return Dining at a table for two, forget the expenses We see you standing on the highway Waiting for the attention you don't deserve Why didn't you take your (paint me a gun, my love) Why didn't you take your (and pull the trigger on me, baby) Photographs with you? (Blow me away) Better pack your tears into a suitcase And run away with my heart Better pack your tears into a suitcase And run away with my heart And I don't ever want to wake up That bottle is no good anymore, no It's shattered, forgive me (It's shattered, forgive me) It's shattered, forgive me I'd like to fade away, wipe me from your diary Because right now I bet you feel so alive, so alive But the ghost of me, it needs to die Well, I'm not trying to stop you, sir But the ghost of me, it needs to die Well, I'm not trying to stop you, sir It's just that we need everyone here It's just that we need, everyone here accounted for Everyone here, accounted for