Hardline کے بول

Blacked out on a weekday Still, something that I'm trying to avoid Start asking for forgiveness in advance For all the future things I will destroy That way I can ruin everything When I do, you don't get to act surprised When it finally gets to be too much I always told you you could leave at any time Until then I'll split the difference Between medicine and poison Take what I can get away with While it burns right through my stomach I'm telling my own fortune Something I cannot escape I can see where this is going But I can't find the brake Knocked out on a weekend Would you hit me this hard if I wеre a boy? See, I don't need you to defend mе 'Cause it's just the sort of thing that I enjoy Took the fallout, draw a hard line When I cross it, it's the third time Say my own name in the mirror And when nobody appears Say it's not so cut and dry Oh, it isn't black and white What if it's all black, baby? All the time Oh, all the time Oh, all the time Oh, all the time