Went from true love to all these damn lies
Walking on these eggshells you’ve been turning into landmines
When we fuck im not the one you’re fuckin baby am I
With all these games we playing might as well build us a franchise
Every minute with you feels like I’m stuck in an hour
Shit even at your sweetest every kiss is turning sour
Put a bouquet in your hands now all you’ve got is dead flowers
Killing everything you touch became your fuckin super power
Strike the match and burn the bridge
Drive us both off of a cliff
Light it up until we’re ruined, ruined
Sink your teeth into my skin
Drop the bomb and pull the pin
Light it up until we’re ruined, ruined
Yeah, maybe what I thought what was life was just the oxytocin
And maybe I don’t know myself if I’m not fuckin’ hopeless
She wants my hands around her throat with hers around ‘em choking
When we’re close to death the only time were close at all i notice
You want to treat me like the figures in your dollhouse
Demons in your head you made your friends you bring ‘em all out
Just for me to paint a pretty picture black I crawled out of this wreckage
If I’m lucky, just to fall back on your arms now
Walking on these eggshells you’ve been turning into landmines
When we fuck im not the one you’re fuckin baby am I
With all these games we playing might as well build us a franchise
Every minute with you feels like I’m stuck in an hour
Shit even at your sweetest every kiss is turning sour
Put a bouquet in your hands now all you’ve got is dead flowers
Killing everything you touch became your fuckin super power
Strike the match and burn the bridge
Drive us both off of a cliff
Light it up until we’re ruined, ruined
Sink your teeth into my skin
Drop the bomb and pull the pin
Light it up until we’re ruined, ruined
Yeah, maybe what I thought what was life was just the oxytocin
And maybe I don’t know myself if I’m not fuckin’ hopeless
She wants my hands around her throat with hers around ‘em choking
When we’re close to death the only time were close at all i notice
You want to treat me like the figures in your dollhouse
Demons in your head you made your friends you bring ‘em all out
Just for me to paint a pretty picture black I crawled out of this wreckage
If I’m lucky, just to fall back on your arms now
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